2AM

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2am

It's 2am.
My body is screaming for you,
My eyes look for you .
The only thing left,
The only piece of comfort left.
The only thing that helps,
My blade
Slice one ,
Slice two,
Slice three,
Getting a little better .
My body screams for more,
My heart aches.
Slice four,
The blood pours.
Slice five ,
Getting there.
Slice six,
Body weak.
Slice seven,
Light headed.
Slice eight,
Water red.
Slice nine,
Hands shaky.
Slice ten,
Blade falls.
Darkness consumes me.

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