I cut my skin,
I take these pills to make me thin...
I am rejected and alone.
I wonder about my future for my past is sorrowful...
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"You make me shed these tears, but someday when I'm dead you will hear an echo in your head making you regret the pain you put me through." |
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"Everyone desires the beautiful petals of a rose, but what about the thorns? Like the petals, everyone desires outer beauty while the true beauty remains abandoned." |
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"A blade to the heart, a blade to the head, what does it matter I'm already dead." |