Calloused – April 19, 2019

Rough and numb,

I can’t hear a thing you say.

Your words hit hard, and

Fall to the ground.

You pick them up,

And are on your way.

Taking a bit of me.

By now I’m so calloused,

I doubt any of it matters.

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