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ABYSS
I pick up the blade
and suddenly the room spins
The blade feels as if it
weighs 100 tons
I slowly lift the blade
to my wrist
Then the thought crosses my
mind
What if i just ended it
all I have to do is
swipe up
But instead I cut across
as the blood flows
Like a pen oozing ink
All the pain and sorrow
I felt earlier vanishes
It's like I'm in pure
bliss
A bloody bliss that is
it tries to fill
this huge abyss
that has clawed and chewed
it's way into my soul
and suddenly the room spins
The blade feels as if it
weighs 100 tons
I slowly lift the blade
to my wrist
Then the thought crosses my
mind
What if i just ended it
all I have to do is
swipe up
But instead I cut across
as the blood flows
Like a pen oozing ink
All the pain and sorrow
I felt earlier vanishes
It's like I'm in pure
bliss
A bloody bliss that is
it tries to fill
this huge abyss
that has clawed and chewed
it's way into my soul
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