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Old July 30th, 2005, 01:20 PM  
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Default battle with a knife

Her delicate fingers rub the remaining blood of the knife.
cleansing it so it can be used again.
She looks into the knife.
seeing her reflection.
She can actually see what she is thinking through those sad,angelic,twisted
eyes of hers.

She wants to fight again.
Having another battle with the knife.
The knife slices through her flesh.
Leaving her in shock and agony.
Relentlessly she tries again.
Throwing it down to the floor.
Nailing it to the ground as tears stream down her face.

Somehow it manages to work its way back up into her arms and
stab her again.
This time leaving a permanent dent.
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