the razor
the razor
sharper than a knife
my prolbem to
kill my strife
yo kill the pain
deep inside me
i just want
to be set free
the blood on my wrist
another cut
another fucking slit
its all I can do
to feel
its all i can do
to heal
the wound
deep inside my soul
its all i can do
to shush the screaming
little girl who grew up too
fast
its all i can do
so i bleed
and bleed
and die a little
more each day
why scream?
nobodys lisenting anyway
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