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i can't do this anymore.

i know you can't.

why has this happened to me?

you deserve every second of this.

"please take this all away." I whisper,
a soft sob escaping my lips.

i drag the sharp metal piece
down the middle of my vein,

opening my mouth to scream in pain,
but nothing leaves my lips.

crimson once again oozes from
the split skin, then

all at once

i felt relief.

i felt free.

i felt like i was floating.

slowly, then all at once,

the world

goes

black.

you've done my work.

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