I'm standing on the corner waiting,
waiting in the rain.
I look down and see a blade and can't help but think I'm tempted by fate.
That was the only thing that I used,
to take away my pain.
Now i stand waiting with the rain dripping down my face.
Contemplating my actions
I think about fractions.
I think about dividing my veins in two.
I think about leaving.
I think about giving in to
temptation.
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