I stood their coldly
The wax from the candle dripping onto my hands
Sadness surrounding me
As I saw good friends collapse into tears
And speak of things they had gone through
Out of place I tried to comfort them
But I was to out of mind to be of any good use
Feeling more and more numb
I should be crying
I should be sad
I should feel something
But the more I try the less I feel
Until I am left cold and numb
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