"The Blood and the Blade"
Blood, gushing seems like an eternity.
Tears, Strolling down creating a river.
Suddenly It's stops, However only to resume rushing.
Then your lower lips starts to quiver because before you know it. It feels like forever you'll always miss her.
All because she simply could see herself the way you had and forever will: Stunning, Beatiful, Elegent, Etc.
So next time put down the blade and reconsider and fully consider how much you're truly loved And how your Bad moments can create a Horrible Lifetime for others around you.
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