Blood,
Spilt.
He’s not okay.
Brain,
Scrambled.
He’s not okay.
Heart,
Exposed.
He’s not okay.
Soul,
Lost.
He’s not okay.
Bleeding,
Inside out.
Beating,
Faster.
Bleeding,
Quicker.
Falling,
Harder.
Landing into
Darkness.
He’s not okay.
While she
Stands in the light,
Holding the blade
Seeming to be
Okay.
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