Another Slit

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Another slit, another stream

Another wrist, another broken dream

This one is a new

Bleeding red from blue

An opened vein

Pouring like rain

Burning deep in the skin

A sensation deep within

The blood feels warm

Beauty, as if a storm

Lightning in dark eyes

A horrifying disguise

Thunder in a bleeding heart

Rumbling as it falls apart

Blood rains and floods

Hitting the ground with a thud

The blade defies

Silencing the cries

Another slit, another stream

Another wrist, another broken dream

This slit may be the last

Nothing but left in the past

Wrist drowned in red

Soon to be among the dead.

9/22/15

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