This is what they call me as they see scars on my arm
shes done it agen shes commited self harm
but this isnt what it looks like, to me this is what i call art
and forever me and the razor will never depart
as the blood through my veins make a small puddle on my floor everythink else around me i suddenly ignore
blury vision kicks in and so does the sweet pain
Its beginning to work now i cant even remember my name
goodbye this thing of mine
that i once called my life
all so easialy ended by the touch of a knife
i will rember my life as it once stood
And the work of an Angel Has only just begun!!
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