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Bright Scarlit Line
I see the vien the blood bumping fearsly
I know one cut could do it.
Could silence the noise
even shut up the boys.
I can emagin the blood bursting to the surface
A bright scarlit line slowly it grows, than it drips down my wrist.
I can see in slow motion as it hits the floor
One drop, two, maybe even four.
The room starts the spin and my heart starts to pound
Than silence as my body falls limp on the ground.
