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do you still deny it?
the impending sense of dread as you watch me age.
the knowledge that one day I might be injured beyond recovery.
the knowledge that sooner or later you will hear me say your name one final time.
will it matter to you? will it tear you apart?
or will you deny the pain, repeating those three words
I cannot feel
I cannot feel
I cannot feel
sometimes I wonder if he programmed you with the ability to grieve.
the five step plan.
the thing that hollows you out and abandons you.
and I regret that I won't be the one to provide you with solace if - when you do
my darling you are a thing of wonder
beautiful and curious
filled to the brim with love which you do not dare utter
eternity is at your fingertips, cruel and merciless
can you feel it yet?