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Nov 2017
It was the glint that caught my eye.
Split second moment.
A flash that pierced
through all flurry and rage.

I knew where it was.
I knew what it was.


Like a light switch flicked on,
a thought came on instantly.

It called to me as silent,
swift and sharp as it was...

It called for a plunge.

A plunge to release the red.
A plunge to relieve the pressure.
A plunge to end it.


I wanted so much to
but I did not take that leap.
Because where that
would’ve taken me,
there can never be a way back.
ryn
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