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It helps the hurting
Numbs it all
Makes me smile.
All the weights are lifted
I'm taken to another world
Forgetting everything behind me.
I watch it run like a river
A temporary bliss
It looks so graceful.
I touch it, it doesn't hurt me
It leaves a stain on my finger
It tells me so many things.
My only true companion.
- H.H.
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Written With Suicidal Thoughts
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