Escaped
You drap the blade across your wristsuck in a breath against the sharp pain
you want to scream out,
but you know they'll come running.
It's all their fault,
they drove you to this.
As you continue to bleed,
you smile.
As your vision fades,
you rejoice.
You've finally escaped.
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