Tick, tick, tick.
Tiny drops of hot and cold water
welling at the edge of the cornea.
Struggling, thinking hard
commit suicide or not.
Frustration rises to maximum level.
It closes its eyes,
bent its knees,
rolling down the hot burning skin.
Once it reaches the thick wall,
gripping hard with strength,
trying not to fall.
Let out a breath,
so tired of everything.
Let go its hand,
screaming aloud in its lung,
no voice comes out,
just the saddening look
that portrays on its face.
It reaches the ground
with a thud.
Bones crack,
white blood splashes everywhere.
Soon it evaporates,
everything will gone....
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