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I make my way up the stairs, My room's a mess but no one will care, I take my shirt from off my bed, And throw it in the closet instead. The hallway is dark but I can see, Before the light floods over me, And in the mirror are my gray eyes, It doesnt seem a big surprise. That stupid cabinet always creaked, And the smell of bleach always wreaked, The metallic sting seems too cold, I never thought I'd be this bold. As crimson slowly stains the sink, I felt as if my courage would shrink, But soon enough the cold water flows, And into the icyness my body goes. And as the cold sinks into my skin, My only thoughts stay within, And a veil is drawn so I cant see, And the darkness now comes down on me. I'll never see another day, and slowly I just slip away. †Syn†