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Him
My stomach aches as the blood rushes out.
You cut me open just to see what is wrong with me.
Once you look inside, there is nothing.
Nothing but my dark heart.
And the blood that is flowing out.
You take my neck and squeeze tight, telling me that you were wrong.
There is nothing wrong with me.
You look into my eyes and spot your reflection.
It's angry.... your eyes are black.
Thats the only thing that I see before everything turns black and I can't see anything.
And soon as that happens, I awaken.
I'm lieing in a hospital bed, watching as the nurse comes to my aide.
I ask what had happened to him.
She says that he killed himself.
I instantly felt relief.
As that monster is dead.
You cut me open just to see what is wrong with me.
Once you look inside, there is nothing.
Nothing but my dark heart.
And the blood that is flowing out.
You take my neck and squeeze tight, telling me that you were wrong.
There is nothing wrong with me.
You look into my eyes and spot your reflection.
It's angry.... your eyes are black.
Thats the only thing that I see before everything turns black and I can't see anything.
And soon as that happens, I awaken.
I'm lieing in a hospital bed, watching as the nurse comes to my aide.
I ask what had happened to him.
She says that he killed himself.
I instantly felt relief.
As that monster is dead.
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