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Little dropletts of blood Fall from above and blind the death of tomorow
Im alone cold lying on the bathroom floor with blood staining the floor, razor blade in my hand as i sliced my arm watching in exitment as the blood ran down my arm onto my finger tips and dipped onto the floor. This is my life the nightmare i replay every night... Bruises on my legs and arms from the punishment of cutting myself. I cant feel love or pain. So what is life to someone who is already dead... life is nothing.. Meaningless and i hate you for leaving me all alone but i love u so much that i cant stay mad at u for very long but look at me im a mess... will u help me move on or leave me here to die??? Angel of death<3