Blood is all over my desk,
Dark scribbles line it's cold surface,
Death's claws slashed across,
Digging into the old dark wood.
Blood leaks from the wound in my head,
My breath shallow,
Blows back into my face,
Causing me to sweat,
With a cold mist.
I await deaths embrace,
Waiting for it's cold hands,
To wrap around me,
And rip my soul from me,
To take away,
forevermore.
Cuts cover my body,
Blood leaking from every single one,
I doubt anyone will be able to wash it away,
All my sins past and present,
Bleeding away from my body,
Like poison.
Goodbye cruel world,
Let me die in peace,
Let me suffer for my sins,
I deserve to die,
I never really liked this world anyways,
Goodbye.
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