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by Jinseiwakurai Jan 17, 2014 category : Sadness, depression / about death
A drop of sweat, Running down my face, As I stand there, Silent, The knife point poised over my heart, The man pushes it forward, Crimson splatters the alleyway, As I fall, The last thing I think, This is the last time I will blink...