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Jun 2015
I remember laughing,
Hanging out with friends,
Falling in love.
Things we're supposed to do

The laughter starts to disappear,
The friends all left,
Love becomes a foreign concept.
Things that happen.

It all starts to blend together,
Numbness replaces all emotion.
And you lie awake at night,
With a mirror and a blade.

At the sight of red,
The knife goes away.
No pain, no tears,
Just numbness.
Ben McDermott
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Ben McDermott  Kansas City
(Kansas City)   
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