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The Stone

i see the tears running down your cheeks
your holding something i recognize
a knife from my past
the knife i used to draw blood
you run the knife across your wrists
i try  to stop you
you lie down and breathe slowly
i kiss you in your last breath
i look passed you and i see  greenfield
i turn around and i see the stone
Written by darkjon
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