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Dec 2024
drip
drip
the iv tube drips life into his veins
it's the only thing keeping him alive
'alive'
he's alseep
but he'll wake up, right?
i'm sure he'll be ok

drip
drip
the blood drips down the short blade
trying to take his own life
'life'
he'll get over it
he'll be ok, right?
i'm sure he'll be ok

drip
drip
the teachers vicious smile
kills him from the inside
he hates himself
and the teacher too
die
drip
drip
Written by
Vesper  13/M/somewhere else
(13/M/somewhere else)   
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