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by Speed
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&& will the nightmare end
will the pain begin to fade
will i ever get closer
to anything but the knife on my dresser
and bringing it so close to my wrists
Hurts to cut..through the skin
and through the flesh..
now im sitting on my bed
blood flowing out of my slit wrists
And ive got a bad feeling about this
and the worst kills the best in me
hurts to breath now.
Fallen apart
Dead in heart
I've died inside
And It Hurts


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