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I sit here alone, a dao, con dao at my wrist
The blade slowly slides across
I watch as the blood flows out of me
Makeing a river of blood, and a ballence of booth life and death
I close my eyes and feel as the worm blood flows down my arm
I open my eyes and stare at the Slash in my wrist
My vishon starts to get blury
I can no longer feel the pain
My body starts to shake
"is it with fear?"
"is it with pain?"
I ask myself over and over
"why? why cant they see what they're doing to me?"
I can hear them laughing
as i sit here and cry
I can no longer move
I feel myself fall to the floor
As the blood continues to flow out...