Slick .

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She’s a mess
They found her in the shower
Knife in hand
Eye’s red
Cold water
Tummy cut open
Blood pooling around her
Sliding down the drain
Her body so
Slick

He’s a mess
They found him on the road
Skull cracked
Rain falling around his body
A piece of paper in his hand
His head oozes blood
He jumped
He has tears in his eyes
His body so
Slick

Neither one saw the love
Neither one heard the prayers
Neither one felt the love
Neither one tasted the blood
Neither one caught the scent of hope
Neither one knew their babies were watching
Neither one thought of who cared
Neither one read their own letters clearly
Neither one guessed when they should die
And neither one knew how many people noticed them.

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