Don't know if your OK
I don't even know if your alive havent seen you in...
Wishing myself in a grave. i don't think you care...
slit open wrists...
Can i laugh when i want to cry
can i smile when i want to die...
In the darkness
the dead walk the night...
As i hold this razor blade to my wrist
all i know will not be missed...
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Will you let me forget my past or dad are going to continue to stab my back are you even really here or are you my worst fear |
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Am i still alive or are these scars a reminder that im dead? |
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Dreams are lies we choose to belive |