May 2014
I sit here and stare
at the harsh Blue veins
peering out of my
pale white skin
I sit here and trace
along the blue lines
that hold my life's blood
How easily it would be
to sink a blade
across these lines
at the harsh Blue veins
peering out of my
pale white skin
I sit here and trace
along the blue lines
that hold my life's blood
How easily it would be
to sink a blade
across these lines
(25/F/The Kingdom of Amythest)
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