Letting go
Bare wrists,
Blade in hand,
Closed fists,
Tears land...
Time stops,
Thoughts flow,
Body shakes,
Pain begins..
Regrets start,
Blood flows,
Sobs grow,
I'm letting go.
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Don't ask me what is wrong.
Nothing is.
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