December 5, 2011
My heart beats for you
You are the reason I'm here
You're the reason I wake every morning
But you're also the reason for the blood
The tears
The knife under my pillow
You say something
It's in my hand
Plunging into my arm
Blood drips on the carpet
Slowly, like the first snow of winter
So quiet
It hits the floor with a crash
Everything goes black
The knife falls as I do
You really screwed up,

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