A ray of blood dripping off your forehead
Gliding over your skin, cautiously passing by your hairline
Showing its edges and curves like a vibrant woman
Now it is touching your silky eyebrow hair
Its soft wet touch refreshes you the way your sweat stimulates you when it meets a sudden rush of air
As the pathless ray of blood moves on, it touches your eyelid
It makes you itch and you close your eyes to make it go away
After you open your itched eyes, what do you see?
Do you see world blooded in red by ruthless killings?
Do you feel hate towards psychopaths and killers or do you empathize with them?
What do you feel, tell me please!
The ray of blood now reaches the right side of your nostrils
And a sudden unwanted aroma numb your brain nerves
Does it smell foul?
What do you smell, tell me please!
Now the ray of blood undesirably takes two different paths
One scratches the right side of your lips, tempting you to taste it
You let your hungry tongue romanticize with the gutted blood
How does it taste? Do you feel like having more of it?
What do you want, tell me please!
The other divided part takes a diagonal cross
And glides past your chin
Is it giving you creeps, goosebumps?
It goes on a roller coaster ride, through your neck
It starts to move slowly for an unknown reason
And finally reaches its destination, that is, your heart
Does it feel bad? Or is the blood bad?
What is your heart telling you at this moment?
Please open up and tell the world
Our ears are open, and we are listening closely
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