When I dial my baby’s number I get a click everytime

So, i was sitting,
wondering, how i could
show you, what I really
am

when i seen, a white envelope,
stuffed with nothing, but
good intention

so i sauntered to the
bathroom,
found an old
rusted razor blade
looked at it closely,
making sure it made the grade.

grabbed a beer from the fridge,
on my way from the john
sat down on a chair,
said a lil’ prayer

“lord, if i’m wrong,
forgive me.

If i’m right, never mind”

then i cut into my wrist
like it was a 20 ounce
t-bone.

drippin red, so they said,
i bled into that envelope.

Wanted to send you some of me,
so you’d realize, what you did
to me.

I’m real,
even if you think it was fake.

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