You are in my veins and I do not care if I have to cut open my wrists night after night until you bleed out. I do not care if I have to reach into my arm and get tangled in the wires that keep me alive as I rip them out and with them, you. I do not care if I bleed out on the floor in my attempts to let go. I do not care if my blood runs blue and my tears run red and I scream in an attempt to be free from the demon. At least I may be free of you

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