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Sally Suise


No Dopamine


Doubting my existence
Passive to those on the fence yet
Apparent to those who delve into the cerebrum
Unable to grasp my grip
I drag my blade
As my blood flows down the fuller and into the grooves in the dirt from draging my point in the dirt leaving scarlet trail of fine wine
fading from society
I have never felt so numb
Unable to feel
Unable to fight

Submitted: Sunday, May 05, 2013
Edited: Thursday, May 09, 2013

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  • Rookie Joeline Rayment (5/6/2013 1:53:00 AM)

    Worse even then pain, is the absence of sensation and feeling.
    And therein lies even greater horror, for without sensation where is there motiviation or drive to gain such?
    All change is born of choice, but without feeling there is no urge to choose.

    Thankyou for sharing this poem
    It speaks to a past me strongly (Report) Reply

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