While I'm on the subject.

Dec 07, 2006 19:16

One time.

As I lay on the concrete doorstep in front of my house,
I closed my eyes and imagined
a kitchen knife
sliding
across my throat
a red river behind it.

And I thought to myself,
"Wouldn't it be wonderful if I never had to get up?"

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bobcat_sal December 8 2006, 11:22:23 UTC
and what changed for you?

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poipleami December 8 2006, 01:19:14 UTC
i'm thankful of that too.
LOVE

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