Six

The Beginning

Copyright, Six

A small object looks so friendly
The edge is so thin and shiny
a jagged tip is pressed down
An indent is made and it slowly leaks out
No satisfaction, for more motions are made
The opening grows deeper and wider

It feels so good inside it
even feels good out
I make it happen
The blood spurt out

Intensly amplified to measures worse
The heart, it beats to pulse it through
pulse it throught the broken viens
The throbbing limb falls limp

It feels so good inside
It even feels good out
I make it happen
The blood spurt out

The head goes light and walls are green
It takes much effort just to blink
Yawns are released but there is no movement
The lights are on and the room is cold
The window’s never closed
A shoebox filled so there’s no carpet stained

It felt so good inside
It even felt good out
I made it happen
The blood spurt out

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