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by Ambear
Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Emotional · #1706000
a night when i was pretty much done with it all
This is it.
The last second.


                      Before I  take it all away.
                      It feels so fake as I,
       
              Cut out the guilt,
              Till there is nothing left.

                      Until all I see is red
         
              As I bleed out my troubles,
              letting them all go.
                 
                      Slipping farther from myself

              I remember every horrible moment,
              Till everything blurs together.

                        All life ceases as i sleep.


              In the sea of red
              I thought i made up inside my head
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