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The Knife

The blood is running down the knife. My blood. i can see the light the end. i fell the blood trickle down. He runs the knife across my body. slashing in to my pale skin. my skin is stained. I cant call out. I cant moveĀ I'am mesmerised by the knife. I remember every detail. he long smooth edge as it sliced my skin. Pain then it went numb. My body finally went nub. I could only see no more pain. no more misery. The light is fading just like the pain but the image of the knife will always stay. even to my grave.

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