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Chelsea Rae
Poems
Jan 2018
Paresthesia
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I constantly want to be a ******* blind and blissful, ignorant, idiot.
No longer aware of every little prickling emotion that is
right underneath my skin.
I want to be numb and have my soul fall asleep
like my limbs
instead of the steady intensifying pain
of it gradually waking up instead.
Just need a way to cut off it's circulation.
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