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These words you will not here,
For your eyes are shut to tight,
This pain you will not see,
For your ears are clogged to tight,

These words, written out, for the mouth cannot say,
And your eyes are within darkness to the very content,
The pain within my expressions,
Yet you cannot hear the sighs and agonizing moans, in which I let off,

You are blind to what I see,
Deaf to what I hear,
Numb to what I feel,
Uncaring as to what I need,

Cast me aside like broken glass unto the dumpster,
Throw away this nothing that stands before you,
Hate me, for who I am, for all I am is a meager man,
Create a new reality, where you hear, where you see, where you feel,

The walls are closing in, for the pressures of these emotions are swelling,
Fear within my bones, for I am falling,
Falling within this flesh, this mind, this heart,
Confused as to what truly is real, and what is fake,

I am but deaf, dumb, and blind,
Within your world of confusion,
I am but an illusion, within this world of hurt,
I am but an enigma, within this paradox of love