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Apathy

By kyew

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I collect the dried and withered pieces My feelings are of no use To a soul so scarred Emotions collide with the haste of their departure, Running hell-bent for the realm of death I have not finished For now I feel loss I crave the turmoil the constant strife The edge of my fear cuts the final tie I am free and freedom has blinded me The influences- the only weapons against me Are useless and impotent They do not affect me I know what you are feeling But I don't have to shareeven being unfeeling is a feeling of sorts... Written March 31st, 2002 © on Mar 30 2002 11:58 PM PST, R. T. Howard   0 • 1

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