Blood… Falling.
Stains the beige carpet red.
I drop the scissors, my dragon of pain fed. Clean the mess and cry, No matter how much I try, I'm never done. ⁽ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁱᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᶠᵘⁿ…) Scars on my arm, I blame on a fall.
⁽ᵃ ⁿᵃˢᵗʸ ᵒⁿᵉ, ⁱᶠ ⁱ ᶜᵃⁿ ʳᵉᶜᵃˡˡ⁾ Into the abyss, I stare.ⁱⁿ ᵃ ᶜʳᵒʷᵈ ᶠᵘˡˡ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ, ⁱ'ᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ
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