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Hollow now, no warmth exhaled Eyes will not, light has failed Sleep don't dream, nothing mends Nerves are killed, buried with friends Afar, apart Below, besides Reach can't feel Search can't find Arms are numb, these hands are dead Greying now: Blackening I want pain again Can't cry, why can't..? It won't bleed I can't bleed There was heat and light and day There was life, there was “they” Granite columns stripped away What remains? What am I? It doesn't slow And it doesn't end Sleep, don't dream But nothing mends It never gets better