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i slit my wrists today

i watched the blood

as it dripped

off my finger tips

it soaked into the carpet

and then i opened my eyes

i dont have the courage

i look down at my wrist

the one i never cut

but always wished i had

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this was actually based on a dream i had in which i was sitting on my kitchen floor and both my wrists were bleeding and the blood was dripping off of my wrists onto the linoleum and as it dripped my clothing soaked up the blood

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