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My tired eyes cried again today |
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Sat here blood pouring, wrists aching. All these bloody cuts – yet they are the reason it doesn’t hurt so much |
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Depression consumes my heart |
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I can’t believe you hurt me |
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It wasn’t all a lie |
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Love it seems I will never find |
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You know its bad when you've taken to carrying blades in your purse |
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Cuts on my wrist and scars on my heart. |
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Its’ not enough |
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Everyone's got someone and I'm just the girl at the back of the crowd hidden by the shadows, Hoping you'll be the one to pull me into the light |