bloodstains
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bloodstains on the carpet silence no one hears screams in the night her exquisite agony no one hears calls for help no answer the night pierced a full moon shining on desolation and agony screams no one hears blood dripping slowly to the threadbare carpet that she hated dark stain |
no one to hear her steps she stumbles on the carpet one last time the razorblade falls to the floor...the threadbare carpet that isnt there no moon no stain no razorblade silence....then a scream half heard stifled as she wakes up with bloodstains on the bed |
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