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Oct 2014
The sound of a knife
Grating against the edge of another knife
Is one of the best sounds to me
It distracts me like almost nothing else can
-shhhhhnk-
The flow of red
After you fall
While messing with the knives
Is one of the best liquid colors I'll ever see in my life
-shhhhhnk-
The loss of breath
And heavy chest
And heavy arms
Wait that's just me feeling weak
Sorry
Bye
This is my last one possibly until I'm un grounded
Sorry
That was
Morbid
Ellie May
Written by
Ellie May
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   --- and Harley Hucof
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