Dripping

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Drip
Drip
Drip
You blood
Drips
To the
Ground

Leaving a
Trail
Of crimson
Blood

Drip
Drip
Drip
Your tears
Drip
To the
Ground

Leaving a
Trail
Of mascara
On your face

On the floor
A puddle is
Found
Of mascara tears
And crimson blood

It spells out
Letters
They spell
'Suicide'

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