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mipoet
mipoet Insomniac
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To cut and bleed. Pressure relief.

Craving

To cut and bleed.

Pressure relief.

I need it.

I want it.

So very much.

To carve and saw.

And watch it run down my leg.

Would feel,

amazing.

I'm severely craving.

The pressure is too great.

I'm losing this fight.

To resist the knives.

All of the night.

Desire so strong.

I resist sleep.

Cause then tomorrow comes.

I could face it with the knife.

But I can't.

I've promised.

So I will pine and fret,

pace and sweat,

till I pass out on the couch.

Such is my life,

craving the knife.

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