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No More
Blood coursing through my veins
As the knife gets plunged in deep
I'm losing grasp on reality
As in the darkness seeps.
I move the blade back and forth
Slicing up more skin
Adding to my pain
Is the only way I can win.
Curled up in the corner
In a puddle on the floor
Everyone just stares at me
As I become no more.
As the knife gets plunged in deep
I'm losing grasp on reality
As in the darkness seeps.
I move the blade back and forth
Slicing up more skin
Adding to my pain
Is the only way I can win.
Curled up in the corner
In a puddle on the floor
Everyone just stares at me
As I become no more.
Published 18th Nov 2011
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19th Nov 2011 2:09pm
to end a suffering by being no more. And yet is being no more a solution to any suffering...? Food for thought. Good one, chey.
21st Nov 2011 4:09pm
