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Is the blade I press to my wrist It's the ribbon i use to hide the scars The bass that blares in my ears A song that comforts me in the dead of night Fear that I scene in people around me It is the past we run from as it chases us throughout life Sounds of crying from the abandoned children as fall asleep It's the pain I see in the eyes of a stranger Most of all it is the world around us
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Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 11:58 AM UTC
seraphina-moon-new-kubitschek
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Is the blade I press to my wrist It's the ribbon i use to hide the scars The bass that blares in my ears A song that comforts me in the dead of night Fear that I scene in people around me It is the past we run from as it chases us throughout life Sounds of crying from the abandoned children as fall asleep It's the pain I see in the eyes of a stranger Most of all it is the world around us
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