Death...its atramentous cloak... starts to settle on me... as the blood flows... as the blood flows from my wrist... suddenly he appears clad in white...like an angel to lead me to the light... he does lead me to light but I've tainted him... I've tainted him with my blood... my pain... I tarnished his soul with my darkness... and years later he lies here... engulfed in the darkness... of three years ago... that day three years ago... when blood flowed from my wrists...
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