I see your eyes,
Flooded,
Dripping,
Of blood.
Written stories upon your face,
Stitches,
Streaks,
Of time upon your wrist.
Needles containing poison,
Still remain under your skin.
I listen to the sound of your blood,
Drip upon the floor,
Accompanied by tears.
Forgive me for not saving your soul,
Forgive me,
But I cant save you,
If I cant save myself.
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