My hear decends
flowing through the hour glass
feeling life slowly slip away
with each cut
it's like another dose of medicine
so sit down and watch me fall apart
watch my selfrichouse suicide
i fall to peices
like the pieces of my heart
i cant take the pain anymore
the razor shakes on my fingertips
i smile and close my eyes and tell myself
"It's over. It's okay to die"
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