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by Christina Richardson Oct 19, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Everything said over these hours Everything wrong and mean Build up inside of me I hear them over and over again in my head I look over at the razor Just as I did yesterday I picked it up and cut this time deeper Just to take the pain away I prayed to God That I’ll find my way Get past theses tears and move on But it won’t take away These scars or these tears And it won’t help me to stop Wishing death would visit me I looked over and the razor just as I did yesterday I picked it up and cut this time deeper Just to take the pain away My arms go numb Has tears fall roll down my cheeks Hoping and pray to Take this pain away