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Blood runs down my hands,
trickles down my wrists and
pools up on the dirty concrete.
Am I really hemorraging again?

No, no... Not hemorraging....



Dying... Slowly... and painfully...



And this I wonder... if I pulled the
trigger


Will my casket be left open to show
where the world ate out my heart?



Or will it be
closed



Like my life has always seemed to be?
©2008-2009 ~violetmasquerade
:iconvioletmasquerade:

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Yes, the lines are supposed to look like that. Yes I'm depressed.

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