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Comfortably Numb Hello Is there anybody in there Just nod if you can hear me Is there anyone at home Come on, now I hear you're feeling down I can ease your pain Get you on your feet again Relax I'll need some information first Just the basic facts Can you show me where it hurts
There is no pain, you are receding I distance ship's smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying When I was a child I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons Now I've got that feeling once again I can't explain, you would not understand This is not how I am I have become comfortably numb I have become comfortably numb
Ok Just a little pin prick There will be no more aaaaah! But you may feel a little sick Can you stand up I do believe it's working, good That'll keep you going through the show Come on it's time to go
There is no pain, you are receding A distant ship's smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse Out of the corner of my eye I turned to look but it was gone I cannot put my finger on it now The child is grown The dream is gone And I have become Comfortably numb
- Pink Floyd
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Unfinished, Undone An artificial sun Hanging over head A darkned shroud Cloud Clouding up my thoughts Tears on the page Drip from the words Stained black with emnity Reaching for what was pushed Away Farther I reach the harder I push Never again the same Tears on the page Ink stained words Dripping ebony tongues Minute by Minute Days passing Artificial never setting Blanket of sleep now a shroud Darkened Tears on the page Smeers on the way Burning Seering Sorching Rays of an artificial love Irritation of the mind Soul Bleeding internal Tears on the page On the pillow Face Never the same Reaching Pushing Out Away Gone a stray Midnight sky clouded Grey Shooting star flying Falling Drifting in search Dripping from words Callous on heart Hardened black Ink Flows For nothing Left Committing to the end Fallen Drfting Floating white Feather Fell Tears on the page... - Kaleena Burgess | 
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