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Vital blood, escaping these open wounds.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 69 - Published: 02-05-11 - id: 2888930
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Escaping
These wounds have long since healed,
But these scars insist
On retelling the story.
Retelling the pain and loneliness.
Announcing to the world
That a person, so tall,
Had fallen so deep.
So deep in the hole of despair.
Drowning. Sinking.
Slitting his wrists,
Praying they'd become gills.
But watching them bleed.
Oxygen rich blood
Escaping a tragedy.
Escaping me.
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Who could blame it?
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