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Keep your mind on the simple things
and just let them flow
the feeling of death seem so normal
after such a short while
Your body becomes numb
as you reach for the blade
its your one and only angel
one and only friend
Im gripping the blade
and press it against my wrist
and as I rip it across my flesh
I feel the pain release
my thoughts may seem morbid
as you try to turn away
but your hurtful words has brung me
to the painful place I stay
I've tried to find love
and just its arms reach
you yank me back
I feel like a little b*itc*h
only to seek a blade
but no one can understand me
or the pain in me