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the blood on my hands
I see the red on my hands, they have just been holding the blade
The blood splashes to the ground, flowing from the cut I've made
I watch as it pools around me, upon the tiled bathroom floor
My welcomed darkness closes in, collapsed against the bathroom door
The blood splashes to the ground, flowing from the cut I've made
I watch as it pools around me, upon the tiled bathroom floor
My welcomed darkness closes in, collapsed against the bathroom door
Published 30th Apr 2014
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