Numb Poem by Rejected Suicide

Numb

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As i close my eyes tight, i feel the warm liquid-
it runs down my arm. When i remove the blade
all my pain goes away, as if it is simply draning
with my warm sticky blood. When i open my clenched eyes
to see what i have performed, i feel satisfied with what
i have done, in a knowingly sickiening way.

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