Run river of red until the end draws near

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I turn the piece of metal over in my hands, I test the blade on my finger once before, Sinking it into my skin. Feeling the pain as the cold metal lets loose the river of red, Running down the curves of the soul. The relief of the metal cutting deeper, I marvel at how easy this is. Boiling hot pain burns from your eyes. I laugh. I want to see the river run untill its dry and taste the death it brings. I want to feel the last beat of the heart that once beat for you. Seeing the pain in yours eyes and knowing none for myself. Only relief, For I have control of my own destiny. I could stop but, I do not. Seeing your pain growing makes it easier to cut deeper. Its time your hurting and not me. Feel the room being to spin, falling.... Knowing the end is near I drw into me the last breath of sweet sweat that forever lingers in my memory. The river has pooled and its over.