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My blood hit the window,
did you see the stain?
Gushing, breathing, flowing
having a mind of its own.
Leaking inside the walls
of your haven,
while you're curled up in a ball,
thrashing, spilling, laughing
covering you whole.
I'd do nothing to stop it,
watching you writhe in pain.
oh, but can you handle anymore?
Relax, darling, as it's all in your head
The blood is just dripping
down to the floor.
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