| One Fluid Motion |
| Blood on her fingers Tears in her eyes The memory lingers A heart filled with lies The smile a sham The laughter a fraud None give a damn Except maybe God The weight on her back Too heavy to bear Not an inch of slack Not even a prayer The blade in her hand Pressed up to her wrist No one understands But she won't be missed Her tongue tastes the fear Skin clammy with sweat The moment is near She will have no regrets She feels no emotion She's conquered her grief After one fluid motion She breathes with relief Her heart slows its beat The adrenaline gone The deed incomplete She sees the coming of dawn The fear starts to fade Faith starts to restore The sharp metal blade Flung unused to the floor First time in her life Not a thought on her mind No mention of strife Leaving it all behind Though terror preceded Her logic was flawed She got what she needed A little help from God |
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