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My stomach is pulsating…
Oh, what a lovely sight…
Covered in my own blood,
Sprawled on your kitchen floor in the early twilight.
Light...
Oxidizing like an autumn leaf,
Pale and yet red.
Shivering in the cool breeze
Clinging to that branch.
How long has it been?
A day?
A...
Blood: Pulsing.
Stomach: Lurching.
Eyes: Blurring.
Palpitations…
Palpitations…
I know you hate me.
I know you want me dead.
But, you...