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across the wrist

 dull eyes
sharp razor  
her mind is scared
just like her wrist
blood flows freely
pulse slowing  
breath getting deeper
razor runs across her wrist
time and time again
when she didn't feel anything
it runs up her forearm
white skin turns red
soon floods her bed
this is the end
faint smile
doesn't  last for a while
all fears  are  gone
all pain let go
last moments
last thoughts
last goodbyes
before she dies
Written by pumkinking
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