today,
i see myself sitting on a chair .
with a razor blade, cutting through my wrist.
bright red blood flowing through my hand.
the light-headedness.
amazing.
i see the ambulance.
i said my goodbyes.
i see my brother calling.
i hear my name pronounced dead.
i wandered around.
i disappeared from your lives.
i wondered what happens after that.
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