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You're Too Late

My head is spinning. My heart is racing. My arm is burning.
.... And yet, you're still not here.
The Blade is falling. The blood is flowing. The pain is swelling.
.... And yet, you're still not here.
I am swimming in a red river. I am fading from this he**.
....... And here you are.
.... There I go





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