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Mark Bell
Poems
Apr 2017
Depression
Looking into the blade
Of the knife
Slitting my wrists taking
my life
Watching the blood run
From my skin
Is this where my death begins
This is my Stalingrad
I was never set free
My fiercest enemy
Oh s--t it was me.
Written by
Mark Bell
Portsmouth
(Portsmouth)
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