Chapitre 6: Not for you
I sit,
Nothing but cold,
That's how I feel,
Cold, lifeless in a way,
I feel nothing,
This nothingness,
Consumes me,
Controls me,
Till I am just a puppet,
It is my master.
I am nothing,
An empty shell,
A wordless book,
Go on, take your look
You will see nothing,
I am her though,
That may be true.
But around me
Is truly not a safe place,
At least for you.
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