first note

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By Eric

"FIRST NOTE" LIFE'S NOT ALWAYS WHAT IT SEEMS SOMETIMES IT'S FOR THE BETTER OR THE WORSE BUT LIFE HAS IT'S COURSE AND THATS THE FIRST NOTE IT TENDS TO WIND IN EVERY DIRECTION AND IT SEEMS TO SUCK USALLY IT LEADS TO THE BLADE AT MY WRIST AGAIN CUTTING DEEP FEELING THE PAIN AND ANGER ROLL WITH THE BLOOD DOWN MY ARM AND INTO MY HAND DYEING MY ARM A BEAUTIFUL CRIMSON AND THEN TO THE FLOOR IT CREATES A PUZZLING SHAPE BUT THEN IT BECOMES CLEAR AS MY VISION STARTS TO FADE INTO THE NOTHINGNESS I WANT SO BADLY IT'S YOU THAT MY BLOOD FORMS EVERYTIME

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