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I don’t feel anymore As a child I know I must have felt something Sadness, happiness, love, anything But now I’m afraid I’ve lost my emotions Somewhere Deep inside A string was cut that tethered my mind to my heart And my heart to my mouth. And when you touched me so softly I should have felt something Tremors through my hips moving up and down my body I know what I’m supposed to feel There should have been sparks when your lips touched mine When you whispered in my ear over the pounding music Outshone only by the pounding of my heart Trying to beat out a rhythm to my brain Some strange Morse code that was lost in translation. I want more than anything to mend myself To reattach the string that let love flow through my veins But even when I try When I light a liquor fire in my stomach To mimic the burning of passion My hands remain cold Lifeless as they stroke the sides of your face And I want to love it I want to lay down beside it Feel again like when I was a child But it seems like only one emotion was spared When the others were destroyed. Fear.
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May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016 at 6:53 PM UTC
Fear
I don’t feel anymore As a child I know I must have felt something Sadness, happiness, love, anything But now I’m afraid I’ve lost my emotions Somewhere Deep inside A string was cut that tethered my mind to my heart And my heart to my mouth. And when you touched me so softly I should have felt something Tremors through my hips moving up and down my body I know what I’m supposed to feel There should have been sparks when your lips touched mine When you whispered in my ear over the pounding music Outshone only by the pounding of my heart Trying to beat out a rhythm to my brain Some strange Morse code that was lost in translation. I want more than anything to mend myself To reattach the string that let love flow through my veins But even when I try When I light a liquor fire in my stomach To mimic the burning of passion My hands remain cold Lifeless as they stroke the sides of your face And I want to love it I want to lay down beside it Feel again like when I was a child But it seems like only one emotion was spared When the others were destroyed. Fear.
hannah-southard
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29/American
May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016 at 6:53 PM UTC
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