
I was reminded yesterday of what it was like to contemplate and act out self mutilation and suicide. It almost feels as if it never happened. 4-25-2010
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 49 - Published: 04-25-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2800662
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Memories, desires surface
A moment in time
Gone
Echoing thoughts of mine
Images recreated
A familiar reflection
Almost like before
No ravaging infection
You cannot
Will not
Save me this time
Were I to plot
A once mechanical demise
Planned and prepared
Surfaces as reality
A history we shared
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