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Purity vs. Blood
written by Lovely_Suicide12:09 PM 9/4/04The room is so white
The walls are white
So is the floor
And everything else
Even im in white
It would be a shame if some other colour wrekced all this purity wouldn't it?
Im cutting my wrists and letting them bleed
I watch amazed as the blood begins to spread
Out of my wrist and onto the doona
Onto the doona
And onto the floor
From the floor
To the curtains
From the curtains and onto the walls
The room is painted with blood
Blood from the pain of my heart
My eyes begin to fluutter
My breaths begin to soften
My heart begins to slow down
Intill finally i die
Resting in this room that is no longer white but instead made up of my blood. |
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:( i wanna be better
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