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Jan 2011
Searching through life
For the ones who matter
Receiving nothing but grief
As the blade falls to the floor in a clatter.

Watching the blood drip
And splatter to the floor
She's really losing her grip
Her life, she abhors.

The room begins to spin
And she's losing her mind
Things suddenly begin
To become intertwined.

Reeling from the loss of blood
She shambles about the house
Things fall with a thud
As she notices red on her blouse.

Confusion sets in
As she tries to remember
She thinks hard, then grins
As she begins to see the embers.

Her heart has grown cold
Nothing to live for
She's not sure what will unfold
Or if it will even the score.

She lies in devastation
Seeing her life flash before her eyes
Since the beginning of her creation
She always watched herself die.

Waiting for the end
Hoping it will be swift
She can't make amends
As her life begins to sift.
Tats
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