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What do you feel?
Excruciating pain
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Swelling eyes burn in sorrow
Heavy feet moves slower
Burdened thought turn darker
Depression’s weights are on my shoulders.
Identity-
Identity?
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Did my mind whisper, “Murdered?”
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Chained, chained to the wheel of sensitivity.
Imprisoned under these thick walls of darkness and air
That suffocates me from breathing.
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Do you hear that?
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My heart jabs in agony in rhythmic beats
As I betray myself to think, my torturer is my remedy.
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What do you feel?
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Numb.
~ Melanie Pariat
Melanie Pariat 
Found some good reads on this site,
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Thank you, Jon. Really appreciate it! 🙂
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Dark and deep. Good one.
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Thank you, Dino 🙂
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Nice…I’m a literary blogger from Shillong…Do check out my blog…Keep writing Melanie!
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Thank you! Lots of love.
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depression evaporates when your mind and feelings are numb. I wish I was numb.
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