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Sep 2013
i am numb,
but it isn’t the good kind,
when you don’t feel anything,
that the only only think you’re feeling
is death.

i’m so numb
that i just want to start caring again.
numbness is
        the prickling on my skin
        i feel when i cry
                                           or
        the sensation of my hands
      balled up in my chest when i’m waking
                                         down.

i want to get rid
of this n u m b n e s s,
but i don’t know how.

*h e l p m e .
don't worry, i'm fine now.
Amanda Michaels
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