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I remember;

The first time my blood shed

I was 8

Making paper airplanes;

A paper cut

The pain was unbearable, stupidly unbearable

For a paper cut it was ridiculous

I started shrieking immediately

Wailing and crying

And blacked out

When I woke up

In bed

With a doctor

A single rose

A small one

Was sitting

In an empty glass bottle

On a shelf

It was a beautiful blood red colour

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