My blood will run and
my pain will grow
cutting and cutting
til' I reach my soul
I'm dead inside
but alive on the out
do you care what feel,
do you really wanna know
My pain doesn't matter to
you or my friends
My pain just gets bigger
til' it reachs the end
cutting and cutting
I just cant stop
I wish I could die
cause I'm already dead
I will grab that knife
and stab it through me
and kill myself
I'll be as happy
as can be
All my pain will gone and
I will feel better
image that feeling
it's like a warm sweater
Here i go to that wonderful knife
I'm going to die and
end my life!






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