And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again? Archilochus

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Bleeding Out...

Hazy vision,
Crimson streams,
Is this death,
Or just a dream?

Please just stop,
I feel no pain,
But covered in blood,
I feel insane.

I try to stand,
My head starts to swim,
I fall back down,
My thoughts are dim.

Silver blade,
In a lifeless hand,
Bleeding thighs,
Testing my lifespan.
- Taylorr Meow, "Bleeding Out"

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