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Jun 2014
I sometimes close my eyes, and drift into nothing.
I breath softly at the quietness it will bring.
I would open my eyes, only to see white.
Time would stop, no day or night.
Just me drifting to places unknown.
Just me drifting, all alone.
suicidal twitch
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suicidal twitch  England
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