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I can’t sleep because the rain is knocking on my door again. I’m knocking on your door again, shivering in the cold and crying at your doorstep. My tears are raindrops and you can’t sleep because the rain is knocking on your door again. I can’t sleep because the moonlight is shining on me again. I’m shining on you again, drowning in the rain and gazing through your window, My eyes are moonlight and you can’t sleep because the moonlight is shining on you again. I can’t sleep because the knife is slicing my heart again. I’m slicing your heart again, cutting in the bathroom and thinking of your bedroom. My knife is me and you can’t sleep because the knife is slicing your heart again.
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Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 10:32 PM UTC
I Think About You When I Cut Myself
I can’t sleep because the rain is knocking on my door again. I’m knocking on your door again, shivering in the cold and crying at your doorstep. My tears are raindrops and you can’t sleep because the rain is knocking on your door again. I can’t sleep because the moonlight is shining on me again. I’m shining on you again, drowning in the rain and gazing through your window, My eyes are moonlight and you can’t sleep because the moonlight is shining on you again. I can’t sleep because the knife is slicing my heart again. I’m slicing your heart again, cutting in the bathroom and thinking of your bedroom. My knife is me and you can’t sleep because the knife is slicing your heart again.
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Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 10:32 PM UTC
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