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Mar 2015
you laughed once
at a suicide joke

but now you hollow yourself
numb the crashing
of a turbulent sea
with unfeeling pain

watch with disinterest
as your body seeps ennui
dispassionately

wet cheeks
wet wrists
dry skies



it's fine.
Kate Thomson
Written by
Kate Thomson
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   --- and JWolfeB
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