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The waterfall runs red And pools in to my palm As I try to catch the pain As it's flowing down my arm The feeling I imagine The release which I expect It never seems to come And it soon turns to regret I know there's other options And that you're always there So I control my impulse I don't give in to the fear
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Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 5:11 PM UTC
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The waterfall runs red And pools in to my palm As I try to catch the pain As it's flowing down my arm The feeling I imagine The release which I expect It never seems to come And it soon turns to regret I know there's other options And that you're always there So I control my impulse I don't give in to the fear
tonidanielle
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Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 5:11 PM UTC
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