❗MAJOR SH WARNING❗
A razor in my hands
The crimson blood dripping like a leaky faucet from the silver edge
I glance at my arm and thigh
There were beautiful slices and dashes that lay across me
I could have prevented it
Maybe there were another way.
I can't remember the last time I felt this free
Free like a bird
Free like a young child running around a yard
But the bird has clipped wings
And the yard is littered with ticking bombs
As the blood continues rushing my mind finally comes to its senses.
Please I don't wanna die
Please help me
Please please please, give me one more minute, thats all I need.
Alas, my vision still dims.
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