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Dripping.

While you sit in the other room
Completely oblivious
I'm sitting on the bed; on our bed
So very very aware

I want to see the blood dripping,
I want to feel it burning,
I want to watch it stain the cloth

I want my wrist to be numb
My hand to be cold
And my heart to be still

I'm exhausted.
I just want to watch it drip one last time .
Written by UptownGirl
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