SEVENTEEN: Death

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WARNING: this may be triggering to some. 


...

blood drips

as she cut a wound

on her wrists

pushing the blade

deeper 

and deeper

further into her flesh

her hands

tremble viciously

and her face 

stained with tears

her piercing cry

fill the bathroom

as she wait painstakingly

for her end

slowly her vision darkens

and she felt her body fall 

to the floor

as she lay there helplessly

a sad smile cross her lips

and a lone tear drops

from her face

she closes her eyes

this is it

she's welcoming

death.

Finally.

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I think I'll still be editing this though idk. Anyway yes, I'm posting this at 12:50 a.m because I just woke up earlier at ten for some reason. I only had I guess 2 or 3 hours of sleep but hopefully I'll be able to sleep again because once I've woken up it's kinda hard to go back to sleep again ackkk. but yeaa~







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