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Non Poems Drowning in a sea of pain again. No one to help me out now, sunk past the point of return. A thick triangle of glass slips from my hands, bloody. Laying here on the floor, unable to move. Whole body pulsating, on fire. Blood spilling out around me, covering the cold, unforgiving floor. Room starting to spin, head throbbing. Heat leaving me. Vision blurry. Body heavy. Everything going dark. Death.
