don’t ask

A scribble, a crumpled paper, entropy
In black and red and even blacker red

Pink knives in rainbow patterns
Caressing it, my heart’s on a frenzy
Stiff wrists, numb brain, frozen blood flow

A flash, a black and white

An open door, a rush of fresh stinking air

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