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The Story: Part 2
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Written Pieces (Not poems) At first it was a way to escape from reality, from them! But as they got worse, so did it. It got so bad that I sliced through my artery eight times on my left arm! I spread the cuts open wide, they looked like great gorges, spilling over with thick, red lava! The 'lava' poured out so quick that before long I was standing up to my ankles in it! I fell, hard and fast onto my knees, and then face first into the liquid! Drowning, engulfed in the bright red!!
