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Shut out, shattered
Indifference
is a slap, a punch, a kick
Repeated, it
feels like a mugging
It’s pain
all its own
Feeling
unwanted, unloved is death
Where the
heart beats
but is
unfeeling
The soul
tries to soar,
falls each
time
To be told
you are loved
Talk to you
soon
Then silence
as deafening
as a
graveyard afternoon
Better off
dead with the dead
Nothing for
nothing
Guilt and
shame hid but seen, felt
like love
deceased, useless
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