My heart is pumping blood
throughtout my body
through my veins
Red thick crimson liquid
So lovely it is
To feel my pulse slow
And see the blood bead
And form small crimson pearls
Before slowly running down my arm
Forming a puddle on the floor
Slowly my heart stops pumping blood
Throughtout my body
And my veins empty
As I die
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PoetryI scream till my voice gives out Till my lungs cave in Till my heart beats like a drum Till the blood rushes to my face Till the silence afterwards makes me think I went deaf 'Cause I'm so used to the sound of my own pain I scream until my body stop...
