Self-Inflicted

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By Tikva

Finding pleasure in this pervasive, self-inflicted pain, It torments me in every imaginable sense yet I indulge myself despite it, Just to hold you one last time, Irrepressible tears rolling off my cheek onto a familiar shoulder, Heaven and hell in the same realm, You are needle in my arm, the nothingness I want to feel, Desiring passion for something other than this numbness, but you're the only thing that's real.

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