Hey…
Hey.
Hey!
Are you there?
Oh…
That’s good.
Please stay.
I need to tell you something.
It’s important.
It’s really important.
I did something.
I did. something. I did.
I DID SOMETHING BAD!
Yes, it was bad.
Please don’t leave me.
They all went away.
Please. I won’t hurt you.
Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Hurt Knife Blood Stab Hurt Scream
Dead Cold Dead Dead Dead Dead Dead Dead DEAD!
Hey.
Are you there?
Please don’t leave me.
I killed someone.
Did.
You.
Know.
That?
Don’t leave me alone.
Help me wash the blood off.
It won’t come off
It won’t come…
OFF OFF OFF OFF RED RED RED STAB STAB DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD
Dead…
Dead…
They’re all dead now.
Isn’t that sad?
We’re all alone now.
Please don’t leave me.
I don’t want to be alone.
There’s too much blood.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Too…
Much…
Blood…
Who killed Cock Robin? I, said the sparrow. With my bow and arrow. I killed Cock Robin
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Bloodstained Sparrow
PoetryHey. hey. Why is there so much blood? It won't wash off. I wish it would come off. There's too much blood. The title is based off the old English Nursery Rhyme (one of my favorites) called, "Who Killed Cock Robin." The line at the very end in itali...
