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His Final Moments

Zach Nielson

In the dark room, your arms and legs are warm and wet
The scent of iron engulfs your nose
A dim light bounces beams of grey over your figure
As you look down, you notice a black crimson
This image startles you, while a rush of pain hits your wrists

As you cry out for help, you realize
No one will help you
Not a soul can.

The blade has cut vertically, signing your death
She walks over to you
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