Bleeding to death .

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Blood pours out of my skin,
I begin to lose breath.
I watch myself fade,
As I bleed to death.

Surrendering to the moment,
Wanting myself to die.
Pools of blood all around,
I can't help but cry.

Finally I feel again,
Numbness drifted away.
Emotional pain is gone,
Bleeding to death today.

Death's shadow is upon,
Wrapping itself around me.
Loving the final seconds,
Reaching my destiny.

Blood is all that's visible,
My skin suddenly gone.
Reaching into the morning,
Bleeding to death at dawn.

Too weak to save myself,
Though, I don't really care.
I prefer to be dead,
No longer breathing air.

Wishes aren't always fairy tales,
Sometimes they come true.
They're about "happily ever after,"
Sometimes, bleeding to death too.

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