Blood is poring from his lifeless body
As i walk over to him i can hear his screams echoing in my head
as if i had witnessed his death
i realized that i had witnessed his death
felt his pain
i dropp to the floor and his blood smears all over my face
i lick my blood soaked lips
i can feel the warmth, tast the saltyness
i like it and so i lick again
and again entill my toung is tired
so i bend down and start drinking
the blood of my friend and keep drinking entill there is nothing left
i scream when i realized what i have done.
i take the knife that was used to kill joshua and stab myself
in the stomach
then in my heart
then black
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