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Jan 2016
Escape,
Into the peace;
Calmness,
I wish I had.

Lost control,
My mind betrays me,
Wonders off sore;
Sharp blades,
They approach me.

Though I do not want,
What I have lost;
The absence of pain;
I want to feel.

The kiss of a blade,
One that can heal,
So the pain,
*Shall fade.
And so it happened, it's really tiny I promise. But I just couldn't do it anymore. It's really tiny though, I promise.
Neex
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