Bled White & Dead (Part 2)

...Drained of all Silken Blood, the Large Woolen Sheet for Warmth beneath My Skin... Now Blank... Not Written On, nor Printed on... Blank Sheet... With Spaces left for Signature or Details... A Blank Form... Not Filled... A Blank Space... Without Interest, Without Result or Expression... A Substitute for Profanity & Abuse... Elicit a Response no longer before a slow Movement of the Eyelids, Eyelids Opening & Shutting... Shut the Eyes for just a Moment... Shine with unsteady Light... Cast a transient Gleam... Ignore the Bleeding Stream... It is a Momentary Gleam before the Bliss, the Gladness, the Perfect Joy..The Blissful Flat-line...

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. i hope that at the end of it all is a place of peace that is as beautiful as one deserves ... the ugliness must depart soon ...