⁰⁵ sLove Wounds

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I was the victim,
I was the suspect.
It's a suicide,
At the same time it's murder.

The walls witnessed the horrendous crime,
Don't want to be involved, they turned blind.

I shouldn't helped you hold the knife,
I shouldn't helped you stabbed me multiple times.
Feelings are bleding,
The heart is dying.
Deep cuts on my veins,
I must endure the pain.

I was never been so stupid,
But there's warm red liquid.
sLove Wounds they say,
Bloody red but grey.

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