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Watch my heart die
as you so perfectly crush it with your words
as you have so many times before.
A heart that was once so full of innocence
and which has now turned to a sheet of ice clear as crystal.
I can hear symphony around me
and yet joys of life have ceased to exist for me.
I feel nothing. No harmony or joy,
no peace nor any kinder emotions
Would you be happier if I were dead?
Would you be happier if I were to disappear?
I think these questions to myself often
and then realize I am already dead ..!