Choke, choke, choke
she coughs and she sputters, and blood drips
down her chin and stains her teeth
she tries breathing in, only to cause more blood
to come,
gushing through nasal passages
and spilling out her nose, coating her
face in the rich rivers of crimson pain
Bleed, bleed, bleed
she shivers and she shakes, and closes her eyes
in a last effort to block the pain
the tremendous amount of physical,
and emotional,
pain
that only suffices to destroy her very being
threatening to cut her off
from her steady flow of life and beauty
Die, die, die
she feels her heart being ripped out of her chest
and knows that someone is there taking it
but she is too blind to see, and though she feels
a hand on her own, she
feels alone
her chest is torn open, and she lies on her back
and she is dead
but the hand, the betraying hand
holds the dead girl's heart
and the sad thing is, it's still
beating.
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