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Author: zeanomourph
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Drama - Published: 07-21-04 - Updated: 07-21-04 - id:1671503
I never knew id die this way,
I hold myself overwhelmed.
Spit out the problems with no existence of solutions.
Overtaken by the possessions I own,
The blade,
The pills,
Blood for blood.
My own self,
Blood drips down.
Words to myself,
"You
Are
Nothing."


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