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Reach for the blade. Its the only thing that can make you feel anything now.         Now that everyone has destroyed what's left of you...              How you will ever be the same again... Draw it across and watch as the red flows behind it          Again and again, again and again, again and again              Till there is nothing but red                   Dripping                          Falling                                Bleeding At first its anger, hatred, betrayal     Then it becomes less and less          More of a habit               Till you feel nothing at all                        And all you want are the scars and to try to feel, try to be in control of something It is always  easier to start than it is to stop
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Dec 7, 2013
Dec 7, 2013 at 11:02 PM UTC
Blades
Reach for the blade. Its the only thing that can make you feel anything now.         Now that everyone has destroyed what's left of you...              How you will ever be the same again... Draw it across and watch as the red flows behind it          Again and again, again and again, again and again              Till there is nothing but red                   Dripping                          Falling                                Bleeding At first its anger, hatred, betrayal     Then it becomes less and less          More of a habit               Till you feel nothing at all                        And all you want are the scars and to try to feel, try to be in control of something It is always  easier to start than it is to stop
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Dec 7, 2013
Dec 7, 2013 at 11:02 PM UTC
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