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i failed once again my impulses take control i find no reason to fight it i fell like ive lost it all the demons come creeping back in they help me pick up the razor and put it against my skin one little line soon becomes more its not long before the drips hit the floor im falling down back into old habits its a neverending fall into neverending pits it's time for me to go now the gashes need to heal ive been torn and torn myself up none of this seems real
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 4:07 AM UTC
And It Drips
i failed once again my impulses take control i find no reason to fight it i fell like ive lost it all the demons come creeping back in they help me pick up the razor and put it against my skin one little line soon becomes more its not long before the drips hit the floor im falling down back into old habits its a neverending fall into neverending pits it's time for me to go now the gashes need to heal ive been torn and torn myself up none of this seems real
RhiannonGrace
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 4:07 AM UTC
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