the knifes cold steel bites my wrist.
i feel the icey touch of deaths kiss.blood flows and the wind blows.
i see the ghosts of years past.
my living life is not long to last.
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excellent rhymes and rethyms. but to be sincere i wouldn't wish this to my enemy. keep it up.