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Night
By madlax_devil

 


She found him in the bathroom floor

Surrounded by the pool of blood

Spilling from his bony wrist like waterfall

That tattooed by uncountable pink lines

She held him and let out a secret tears

His body was as cold as ice cream

She screamed `till her brother came to the scene

Giving no reaction but on the verge of tears

Thunderstorms outside the home

All the electricity were out from the dome

The brother couldn't find the phone

And couldn't call for help

Turned into a hero for a while

Carried the younger boy on his back

Screamed on his younger sister to react

Fought his way out from the heavy rain

Just to save a life of the un-denied-able brother

She sitting on the plastic chair

Couldn't get her mind out fro the shell

The pictures played on her head in the slide show

The first tome of her life she's afraid to lose

Someone that almost never talk to her

The blood soaked big brother stood on the corner

Constantly blaming himself for the event

He used to fix things not pretending that he didn't care

The first time of his life he's praying to Him

That he never wanted to believe

Thunderstorms still playing on the road

It's just that sick smelled place that didn't blacked out

The big brother surrendered and hugged his sister

Both crying together after these long times

Wishing for the other brother to keep on fight

Even if in the deepest heart they know that

It's almost worthless and impossible

Just one more chance to change the mistaken

The pale looked fragile body opened his eyes

Wondering why hell has such annoying beeping sounds

And mentally cured cos he's still alive

Why did he still survive when his ambition was to say bye?

But his mind suddenly changed while he saw his siblings

With bloodshot eyes looking at him

Both in a mess and hugged him tight

Don't wanna let go `till he realize that he's too precious to die

 

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