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Published: 2011-01-28 04:14:09 +0000 UTC; Views: 67; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 0
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Drip, drip, drip..The cool crimson runs down my arms gradually, pacing itself for the final plummet onto the cold, white tile.
Drip, drip, drip..
It splatters, forming a beautiful flower staring me in the face, mocking me. If only I could be like that beautiful flower, so full of the color of life.
Drip, drip, drip..
The liquid begins to slow, I penetrate the skin once more, and the red flows on.
Drip, drip, drip..








