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Cuts.
Blood.
Scars that run deep.
Life is a game I can't gamble.
But,
Right now, when everything is slipping like sands in my hand.
Falling faster than my blood in the tiles.
Like a rope that has been worn for so long.
Clinging to life, is an excuse to escape something inevitable.
Death, must be my saving grace.
A chance at redemption that I never had.
An opportunity to break free from the past.
A shot at living that not once crossed my path.

Life, my two-faced knight.
Do we part like this?

Death, old friend.
Have you come to take me home?

A humble girl I came.
Now, left in ruins.

A broken girl I leave.
Bruised and in pieces.

Life is cruel.
Death is mercy.
Both are mirrors, I have gazed upon.
Adieu.

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