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my time is running out

arguments like this crush my soul and leave me breathless
disabling me from the world of love

the bathroom tiles are ivory white and lack a certain colour
so my veins open wide and start a painting

each drop of my life runs a beautiful crimson
like a rain drop on a petal
 
my heart thumps decreasingly slower
the clock is slowing down

every sting from the razor brings a fresh tear to my raw eyes
watching the blood flow is worth the pain

i lay here in this bath with the inked water to my breasts
waiting for the timer to stop 
Written by Blood_Merchant93 (BeautifulManiac)
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