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by Broken Angel Nov 18, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Lost without a trace The cold bitting my skin I slowly lost my place My pain came from deep within Red blood lines cover my wrist My troubles seem to disappear I feel no pain as i tighten my fist More blood appears as no one is near I cut away my imperfections watch them flow away so greatly I cut my wrist with no regrets Trying so hard to be what you want me to be Swallowed up whole I look inside of me Inside my soul My insecurities