Found Where He's Standin'

Theres light outside still, and hunched over his couch he cuts open a vein to bleed out all that resides within. He thinks, (of course), about it as he scrapes from the bottom of his soul to pull out just a small piece of himself so he can look at it, and make sense of it. Another small piece, he then throws in a pile in front of him like crumpled paper. That stack gets bigger, and bigger, and as he bleeds out on the cofee table in front of him, the lights outside dim and the world turns black and blue. He finds himself right where he's standin' and mutters under his breath:

"I am exaclty where I belong."

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[Hello, Goodbye]

visually impressive