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by Bran Dec 19, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / other
They used to be about scissors they used to be about knives they used to be about cutting they used to be about lies but now things are different; what can i say i found a new friend who saves my life every single day. no more use for the razor no more use for the glass whats my little secret? would i like to share with the class? it happened quite long ago it happened quite fast it happened too quickly everything started to pass. pass away, like it never was gone so quickly it deserves an applause two or three thats all you need to stop your craving to settle your need doing it too much have to raise the stakes four or five that is what it starts to take take to get the same high you once had its now gone so fast you even start to get a little sad. addicted is one of the words they like to use to the best but i like obsessed obsessed is what i like best a friend who will never let go a friend called white a friend called blow.