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Why must you make me do this?
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst - Words: 51 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 11-30-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2444995
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Snow falls on broken skin.
Blood falls on a tiled room.
What I'm doing, is it a sin?
Wrists of blood, sky of ice.
Together as one, held within my eyes.
Blood drips as I create.
What would soon be in my wake.
A winter's tear carved on me.
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