Deaths Call

Slicing open the flesh she felt a sudden chill

She closed her eyes and felt the red ambrosia spill

A great euphoria beyond belief

Feeling to her as a sweet relief

A sign she was still alive that she could still feel

That she was a being, truly real

It soaked her sleeves and covered the floor

She moaned, the pain felt good she wanted more

The razorblade clenched in her hand, she let it fall

She would wait another day to hear deaths call

Author's Notes/Comments: 

i used to be a cutter and so this kinda came out of that

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