Hey Brittle Brittle

I can't feel pain
but I can feel
that something isn't quite there.
It's like a ghost of a thing.
A place, an emotion inside of you.

A land not admitted to.
A thing unheard of except for in the vague echoes throughout a mind
such as that which cannot accept...receive...
No feeling.
Good thoughts!
no soft spot for the pain to work its way through.
Brittleness only. With a happy sunspot on it too chin up!
No breathe throughout
within this land.

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