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So that’s what it feels to have your soul taken. You are left numb and empty. You don’t feel anything—not the rain nor the wind. Not even the fire that rages within. Not even the blade against my skin. Nothing.

It is like, a small, yet bottomless void is drilled through your heart—like a black hole of sort that takes away every bit of feelings you have. Even your strength and your will is taken. Suddenly, from being a live person, you become an empty shell of existence, lesser than a zombie, but more than a ghost. You are present, but you don’t matter. You exist, but without meaning.

So this is how it feels, to die inside.