Red-headed beauty 
with the brightest green eyes... 
I watched as she threw herself away. 
The heart's wounds more hidden 
than the scars on her arm, 
she wanted nothing more 
than to take the bandages 
from her wrist 
and wrap them around 
the wound in her chest. 
I watched and stared in agony, 
my voice gone and lost. 
I couldn't look; I saw nothing 
but everything spiraling 
downward continuously. 
I heard nothing 
but the sound 
of her last breath.


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