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Jul 2021
there is a point of no return
unthinkingly dismissed
a line crossed
bringing instant regret;
each and every decision
up until that moment
questioned
lamented
and rued
i have just crossed
that threshold again

the hangnail was
bitten and pulled
until flesh was torn
and the blood ran
now there is nothing
but discomfort

knowing full well
what i was doing;
there is no excuse
for such folly
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