I'd wish there was a Dead Man's Chest.
That I can carve my heart out, and lock it in some metal box, bury it somewhere only I know of.
That way,
I'd feel nothing.
I'd have no emotion.
No remorse.
No compassion.
No conscience.
Nothing will weigh me down.
But now,
The best I can do is,
Act like I don't care.
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