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A promise is a promise |
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Cut every angel the way they cut my wrist! |
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YoUr PaIn FuElS mY mIsSeRy SeNdInG mE fUrThEr InTo DeSpAiR |
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The night is my friend, |
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Depression Cures Happiness |
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A long time ago I made the mistake of beliving that I could be okay agian. I let in hope purly because I wanted it to be there. God I was so stupid... |
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If you ask me where my scars are from I will tell you. I get so sick of lying. If I open your eyes to a world you do not wish to see... then be more careful of what you ask. |
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Death means nothing to me. It is not a prison...and it is not a release. |
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My scars are the like tattoos they remind me of who i was at that time. |
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Death is a fact. Im going to die. Your going to die. Everything dies. Get used to it. |