I’ll draw you a picture,
I’ll draw it with a twist,
I’ll draw it with a razorblade,
I’ll draw it on my writs,
And if I draw correctly,
A red fountain will appear,
Washing away my sorrow,
Washing away my fear.
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Daddy’s Little Girl
A locked door,
A rusty razor,
A towel stained red,
A folded note on the floor,
A broken mirror,
A young girl lays dead,
Their emotions in a tangle,
The room began to swirl
She was mommy perfect angel
She was daddy’s little girl
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One Last Time
One Last Time
Don’t worry,
I’ll be fine,
Just let me slit my wrist
One last time,
It will hurt but then I’ll know,
That one day It will truly show,
That I was here and no one cares,
That this pain inside was mine alone to bare,
It seems It got the better of me,
Just go away and let me be free.
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My Fatted Tears
I had no more tears to cry
So bleeding is what I try
The scars never seem to fade away
But I still remember them like yesterday
I wanted to be free but found
This was a sure fire way to drown
I couldn’t help my sorrows or fears
And all they left me were broken tears
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"If the king doesn't move, then his subjects won't follow."
"Those who are allowed to shoot are those who are prepared to be shot."
"Those who are allowed to shoot are those who are prepared to be shot."
