Transferred to pain.
My teeth hurt
The day vibrates
Where has numb gone
Although he refuses to reflect
The wall presses against his torso
I close my eyes
And see static
Like walking on air
The days vibrate
I am a ghost
A passerby
I observe pain
Static lives in my head
My hand trembles
I seek balance
I close my eyes
The pain makes my teeth hurt
I hold my hands together
Grasp at harmony
The wall shutters
The vibration calls to me
To find comfort
To find numb
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