I sit there
the bright light burning my eyes
staring into that void
as it drips down my face
the blood
pouring from my noise
like water it flows freely out of me
over my fingers
slowly down the plam of my hand
and it drips
onto the floor
I can taste it
It is sharp
metallic
and warm
I wipe my face
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