Infinite Blood

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Pouring...Dripping...Relief. Darkness shadows my vision. The pain sweet. The red on my wrists repeated many times spaced up my arm. Taps running and heavy breathing. I focus on the blade I threw across the room. I hear Katy enter our apartment. She calls my name but I don't reply. Slummed against the wall I begin to drift away. Eyes close, mouth dry; incapable of anything. Then I hear Katy kicking the bathroom door, slamming her fists against the wood. Screeching my name she breaks through the door. Kneeling next to me she sobs while calling an ambulance. Sirens wail and I pass out...

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