TW - C*tting and S*u!c!d€
My hands tremble,
My legs shake,
Let this bring me relief.
Silver on peach,
Peach on crimson,
It is deep.
The river begins to flow,
Scarlett,
Silver on peach on crimson.
The rivers flow increases,
Quickly gliding,
Escaping,
Flowing.
The river stops
The crimson darkens and browns,
The silver drops,
The peach turns white and cold.
The red river runs dry.
