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Oct 31
I have no eyes, yet I must see,
The void's dark grip is haunting me.
No longer lost in others’ truth,
I'm swallowed by this empty ruth.

I have no mouth, yet I must scream,
Starved for food, for water, for dream.
Life slips away, cold and stark,
No lips to warm me in the dark.

I have no ears, yet must I hear,
My heart beats pain, my pulse is clear.
They mock, they whisper, they conspire,
Love’s sweet breath will never inspire.

I have no skin, yet I must feel,
No human warmth, no chance to heal.
I can't touch her, though love’s in sight—
Forever lost in endless night.
Written by
Zima
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