Across her Wrist, His Name was Placed

The black liquid drips
As the red liquid pours
Thick black liquid
As thick as the humid air
Thin red liquid
As thin as a hair
Mixed together
Clumped together
Flowing together
Through the air
Splashing and churning
As they hit the floor
Then still and quiet
As if not even there

A mass falls down
Into the mixed liquid
As another slips away
Metal in his hands
Ice in his heart
And bullets in his pocket
He leaves her there
With a tear in his eye
He saw her die
Saw her finally do it
The gun in his hand
So her parents wouldn't know...
And the hardest part
Was to see his mane
Across her wrist...

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