Little Line
The bladed jewel of red
Falls from my knife
Dropping to the floor
Running far away
The single gleaming line
Runs across my wrist
The long road of pain
The hard trail of suffering
There, that single little line
The one release for my life’s pain
And through this final little gateway
My red pain drains away
The bladed jewel of red
Falls from my knife
Dropping to the floor
Running far away
The single gleaming line
Runs across my wrist
The long road of pain
The hard trail of suffering
There, that single little line
The one release for my life’s pain
And through this final little gateway
My red pain drains away
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