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Posted by on 2012/09/23 under Uncategorized

As i cut myself, knowing that ill bleed.  I feel some sense or relief. For
This red hot blood, pulses irraticly.
It rushes and pounds against the walls of my brain. Stop!

Let silence consume me. Time can move forward.. I have no business there. In a bright world of stark reality and pain.

As i lie in this puddle, as my body goes slowly from cold to numb. My eyes look ever in the distant. A vast wasteland of emptyness.

“Hello, and welcome home”

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