Keep me
reap me...
Even as the sun sinks on the horizon i can feel...
my body yearns to be cut...
Keep me
reap me...
Skin kept thin
But yet unbroken...
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Just because you don’t know the difference between happiness and insanity doesn’t mean you must persecute me… |
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Your addictive bite |
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The bitter sweet sting of blade to my wrist makes me happy inside. |