Sensory Deprivation
Ears that can't hear won't be aware
That the sounds of misery live here
Eyes that wont see are blocked
To the sight of agonized expressions
Hold your nose and ignore the smell
Rotted, rancid aloneness surrounds
Close up the mouth and take away taste
Choke on exposure to mindless nothing
Take back your hand, there is nothing to feel
our lack of attention killed me…
"Thank you" father….
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