mayaxWhisper

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lostthe trail is endless, the fog is surreally beautiful, calming but unnerving / i’m continuously picki
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too lateshe always knew what was wrong / didn't need to ask twice, / hugging until her problems were gone /
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will i ever be okay-... .. .--. --- .-.. .- .-. / -.. .. ... --- .-. -.. . .-. / --- -.-. -.. / -.. . .--. .-. . ... ..
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oneone cut / two cut / three cut / four / i watch the blood drip from my wrists to the floor / five cut
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beautiful brown eyeswhen i see you / i look right through your eyes / i get lost in those beautiful brown eyes / i feel
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sunday brunchshe watched slowly as her mother came later in the night / and her father no longer came home after
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.my wrists are bleeding and cut / im screaming and begging for help / can't you see all the things im
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