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Author: commemorativemisery
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Tragedy - Reviews: 4 - Published: 08-20-06 - Updated: 08-20-06 - Complete - id:2233703

Cut, slash, bleed

I find myself in knee-deep

Time is lost

It’s time to go

I’m passing out on the floor

It’s almost over

I’m almost there

Soon I won’t feel

My heart is racing

Hurry now, time is short

Today’s the day it all goes

Two more minutes

One more cut

Sign the note

With my blood

I explain myself

Why I cannot stay

I’m tired of fighting

Nothing goes my way

I hope, I dream, but all is lost

I’m on my own

In this game

I roll the dice

I’ve lost the game

Of me against the world



© Copyright 2006 commemorativemisery (FictionPress ID:521618).


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