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One last taste *
My eyes feel heavy.
Soaked with tears
not knowing what to do next.
blood flows down my arm
face to face with more scars.
I lift up my head ,
through the knife down.
The sky is raining now,
but its only my face.
I just wanted one more taste.
I dont know where im headed now.
Maybe ill take some pills.
As I lay down the blood travels down past my feet.
where do I go now?
off to another place.
I was never supposed to do this or feel this way
Thank god this is my last day..........
