Sally Suise - No Dopamine

Doubting my existence
Passive to those on the fence yet
Apparent to those who delve into the cerebrum
Unable to grasp my grip
I drag my blade
As my blood flows down the fuller and into the grooves in the dirt from draging my point in the dirt leaving scarlet trail of fine wine
fading from society
I have never felt so numb
Unable to feel
Unable to fight

Sally Suise

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