
Blade
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Crimson blood spills in the sinkAs trembling hands are colored redAnd empty soul filled with paintears stained on the window PayneLonely thoughts fill an empty headThe blade that shines under the cool lit lightSleek and silver in all its mightGlides right across my arms like slow painless and emptiness like my soul.
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