Bloody Blade
a blade in hand one cut after another the only friend i have stop? never dont bother Too late?? far from late!! one, two, three all in a mere second blood every where in hand. in this world i am everything and beyond Cries fill the air, sitting there behind the door and the mask as if it will be the last breath it calls me like a friend .. a task.!? it hurts but not more than everything its stuck here with me.. ππ€π§ππ«ππ§!! never gonna stop. not now. not ever!!! BLADE!!!???
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