Fire blazes within my eyes,
A smile concealing all my lies.
Screaming, begging, calling out,
A final, frantic, desperate shout.
Scarlet tears drip from each vein,
An angry covet to end the pain.
This silver blade, stays by my side,
Because all hope has died inside.
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