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Come And Play

My blood hits the floor
Leaving its own little stain
On the otherwise spotless carpet,
The stain grows slowly,
Bigger and bigger,
I watch the blood
Dancing beneath me,
Telling me to join in,
“Come and dance”
It sings to me,
“Come and play…”
So innocent, so sweet,
“Come and die…”
I sink…
Written by Blood-Soaked-Angel (Emma)
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