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  • Reads 3,279
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  • Parts 35
  • Time 23m
psycho-pathetic
Ongoing, First published Feb 20, 2015
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Cold. 
Warm. 
Dark. 
Light. 

There's no difference when all you feel is numb; that's all I ever feel. 

The physical pain isn't pain anymore, it's relief. 
It's the words that hurt - only the words. 

But what happens when you want to use that blade, pull the trigger or just ...
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