i break the mirror
the glass is on the floor
i pick up a sharp peice
i touch it to my arm
blood comes out i stop and lay on the floor
crying...
dying...
untel
poof theres no sound
im looking at my body but how
how?
HOW?
this cant be happening to me
i cry
and cry
untel
poof im gone i see only darkness
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