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Jun 2013
"Think about something else."
"Just don't do it."
"Get your mind off of it."
That's what they say, right?
It's not that easy.
Once you're triggered,
You are triggered.
Listen,
It's calling your name.
Just one.
Doesn't even have to be big.
Relief washes over you,
As the river of red
Pools at the bottom of your arm.
Your feelings are pushed out.
You feel on a high.
"Just one more,"
You say.
One turns into ten.
And ten turns into a hundred.
And a hundred turns into
a cold,
lifeless body.
jackie
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