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Bloody Ashes
It lurks there
Behind my chest.
A dark ghost
Waiting to devour me,
Consume me,
Eat away at my soul,
Until nothing is left.
My once forbidden feelings
Now circle around my mind
Haunting me all at once
Refusing to leave me alone,
To release me from their cold grasp.
If I cry, the ghost will win.
It will be able to demolish me,
To devesate everything inside of me.
So I don't cry.
Not a drip of water is able to escape my eyes.
Instead, tears of blood trickle down my arms
Like a slowly spreading fire,
Dyeing my skin red.
Now the darkness inside me can escape.
Through the slits in my skin,
Every bad thought and feeling is unleashed.
It leaves me numb.
But by the time the trickle of blood has stopped,
The ghost behind my chest is gone.
All that is left of it is ashes.
Ashes of my pain.
Ashes of my soul.
Bloody ashes.
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