I feel a numbness in me
For which there is no emotional release.
The grieving process, the idea of loss,
Beyond the natural feeling of sadness.
Feeling powerless and unfairly deprived,
I walk through the valley of remorse.
A person's perspective on a lost interaction cannot phase me.
The reflection I see in a shattered window
Is different than what you see in me.
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