In the nurse's office blood runs down his face from the jagged cut above his swolen eye. Tears and bllod together, salty red embrace.
He couldn't see it comming, the knotted fist the chase that sent him spinning, spinning face toward the sky. In the nurse's office blood runs down his face.
She softly dabs his bruises, the wounds she cant earase, sobs gather in his stomach, she'll never see him cry. Tears of blood together, salty red embrace.
Skin and bone and sinew, one body in one place; stars swim behind his eyelids, if only he could hide... in the nurse's office blood runs down his face, tears and blood together, salty red embrace.
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