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I sat in a tub
and scrubbed.

The water stung my skin,
and cursed at my sin.

I held my arms under water.
Staring numbly down at my possible could-be-slaughter.

The water that was now stained red,
could of been a sign of me being dead.

But no,
I was still alive and emotionally slow.






An- Is this foreshadowing or is this something that had happened in the past???????? Tell me what you think babes.

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