·Do You Even Care If I Die Bleeding? bas-terd watches the other retreat into the darkness, orbicals wide with spinning, demented fury. labrums remain parted from scarlet enamel, blood still dripping from whiskered jaw. hellish, psychotic laughter follows the she, issued maliciously. cold, furiated animal pludges forward step, eboned banner slammed forcefully 'gainst marred haunches, whipping beast unmercifully. luckily, or unluckily, brute does not follow MUTILATION OUT OF SIGHT the femora, or else surely there would be slaughter. "i'm not done with you yet," is hissed hatefully, spat at the ground. laughter silences.·

Downward spiral, where do I begin?

·concaved visage jerked toward above, growl issuing from thick form. pilars remain still, still viewing the ashen beaut, grunting as femora opticals reach he. with a shriek, passing of mist, the steed vanishes...·

Cut my life into peices
I've reached my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding
Do you even care if I die bleeding
Would it be wrong, would it be right
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I'm comtemplating suicide

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