Blood
The liquid that runs through our veins
The red substance that keeps us alive
Its everywhere
On the floor.
On the bed.
On the table.
On the counter.
I walk further in
I see him
He's just laying there
Scalpel in hand
Chest bare
Cuts everywhere
Thin layer sliced apart and blood oozes out
He looks lifeless
His blood is everywhere
His blood dried up
I fall on my knees
Onto broken glass
I scream
But he doesn't hear me
I feel the familiar sting come back
I feel the glass go deeper and deeper
I scramble onto my feet
I hobble to him
I fall on him
He's bleeding everywhere
I feel the glass dig in more as I kneel in front of him
I scream and cry but I know it's no use
He's gone
My baby is gone.
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Author nim ~
Is this bad? I'm sorry if you dislike my writing. I'm not very good at it. I wanted to make this a boyxboy but you can't really tell so right now it can be a boyxboy or a girlxboy. Thanks for reading
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