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my mind is a swirlin death.

into the black abyss I go.

where the blood runs freely, and the pain is severe

 

I look at my own body as a canvas

and the blade as a paintbrush.

all I hear is screaming,

all I see is blood.

all I feel is pain.

 

and into the shrouds of darkness I go.

a spinning abyss

with blades at every corner.

 

I hear crying in my mind,

I want the release

it is not found

the screaming in my mind

it blacks out every thought.

 

I want to change my mind

but the swirling vortex compels me.

makes me want to stay in this vortex of pain.

so here I stay. alone in this bloody vortex.

 

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