When we cut our hair it does not cause pain,
after a short spell the hair will grow back
but cut off a limb, forever a tear,
and forever the sore will hurt like hell.
They say the basis is hair has no nerves
and because of this it cannot feel
and so just like most of life’s cases
to be emotionally detached is bliss.
I wish that my heart was just like my hair;
that it could not feel and had room to grow
and should the love of someone depart
they could respawn in my chest, just as real.
Noone would ever mourn the death of hair
so to grow, I will lose my nerve to care.
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