the attempt

I was outside in the cold for hours that day thinking about how to end things i passed your body On my way upstairs Before spreading out my saved pills And unlocking a knife Crimson spread along my thigh And my stomach became upset My water is now empty And all that's left on the counter is dust A little bit of red stains the blade And i pull up my pants nonchalantly

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