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Only a dream
I feel the bite
I feel the sting
I feel the burning
I am weak at the knees
I see the blood
I look into the mirror
I slice again
I am almost there
I'm getting cold
I hit the floor
Death is close
He is almost here
I hear his footsteps
He opens the door
He carries me away
I'm finally done
crying bloody tears
I feel the sting
I feel the burning
I am weak at the knees
I see the blood
I look into the mirror
I slice again
I am almost there
I'm getting cold
I hit the floor
Death is close
He is almost here
I hear his footsteps
He opens the door
He carries me away
I'm finally done
crying bloody tears
Published 27th Aug 2014
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