Blown

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If I cut  myself
Will that make me better?
A puff of smoke in the air.
A liquid to excite me.
Sound to make me feel.
Thoughts of how far it will take to hit the ground.
Nothing fills up the numbness.
Nothing silences the noise in my head.
Maybe sleeping for infinity earlier than later will be peaceful.

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