Blood
Oozing from my head
Slowly dripping to the floor
It forms a puddle about me.
You
Staring at me
Uninvested, uninterested
You don't attempt to help.
Time
Ticking slowly away
The end is quickly approaching
It won't be long now.
Me
Regretting what we had
I wish it never was
But the damage already done.
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