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Dying,
Everyone's dying.
Theres blood on the floor,
It's all over my clothes.
The children are screaming,
Yet thats how life goes.
We live,
We die.
Everyone dies.
I hate them,
The people,
Walking down the hall.
But when everyone's dying ,
No one walks at all.
I feel a heat in my chest,
Only to see,
A silver blade staring back at me.
I'm dying,
I'm dying,
Along with everyone else,
Because in the
Sta.sh
