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#isitworthit
I'll stay here with you. If you still need me We can delay the inevitable. We've laboured at our hearts. We're weary You think we'll revive this. I'm sceptical
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May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 3:55 PM UTC
Too late...
It flows     And stops          It dies               And clots                   Revives                        It thrives                           Until I drop As alcohol courses through me Turning pure blood to taint My wits are dulled And thoughts askew That light is rather bright That one up ahead Too boozed up To find the brake ... Awaking briefly No pain Talking man with his blue mask Hooking up a bag of life It's red and thick I've seen it before Perhaps it was mine I gave My life is too pathetic for another to save Irony of my own blood replacing My own blood Is it worth it Should they bother Let me suffer my consequences Just let the blood stop I can already it feel it starting to clot.
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
Blood Taint