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Red Rose Petaled Bath
Red rose petals in the bathtub of scented dripping water, Candles gently flickering in the background, Sending an iridescent glow throughout the bathroom, Soft melodies can be heard from a distant room. Why is it so sad? A naked body stands in front of a fogging mirror, A tear trickles down a wet cheek, Sadness weeps through those glistening eyes, A chin quivers and sighs, Inside the sound of a weak heart can be heard, Thumping loudly, Ringing in the ears, Boom – boom, boom – boom, boom – boom, Why is it so loud? A hand reaches down onto the counter by the sink, Grabs a hold of something and draws it up, Those sad eyes take one last look into that fogging mirror, and shut tightly, The blood starts to drip so fast, Down the arms, Onto the sink, floor and feet, Fear, panic, dizziness overwhelming, Into the red rose petal bath, Odd – the water turns so dark, The red so vibrant, Why is blood red? Slipping into incoherence, The fear is gone, panic disappeared, Falling now – maybe floating, Until; There is no more, Why is that so ironic?
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