Ghost
A knife's edge and a painful cry.
flashes in my mindful eye.
A cry for help. a plea for mercy.
I stand there and watch.
Yet im miles away.
So close, yet so far
My mind in turmoil.
Blood falls, drop by drop
Staining hells depth....
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