Gawking at the pills in her palm, wouldn't it be so easy to end it all?
Crimson, dripping down her wrist.
Crimson, staining the sheets.
Why are their reunions always tainted with tragedy?
Crimson, painting the walls.
Crimson, running down halls.
Inflicting pain in order to protect, wasn't that the goal?
Crimson, the color of blood.
Crimson, no more.
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ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴠᴏᴛᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛs ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛᴇᴅ.
ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴄᴇ.
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ᴡᴀsᴛᴇᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ | ᴋᴋʙ ᴏs
FanfictionA suicide attempt, a college suspension, and a blood donation in the span of 24 hours Prachi Arora has been through it all. Now she cradles the cause of her torment in her arms. Riya Mehra, her enemy, her sister. Read to find out more.
