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I don't feel the pain The blade cuts smoothly A burn is present But its a pleasant feeling I can't hear the pain The room is silent Only my breath remains Held tightly in my chest My pain can be seen The redness flows from within The pain it emmits is not physical It comes from inside Pain from my depths My blood tells me Im alive ALIVE IT TELLS ME Who would want to live with such mediocre beings Beats Me...
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Mar 10, 2010
Mar 10, 2010 at 1:51 PM UTC
My pain is in living
I don't feel the pain The blade cuts smoothly A burn is present But its a pleasant feeling I can't hear the pain The room is silent Only my breath remains Held tightly in my chest My pain can be seen The redness flows from within The pain it emmits is not physical It comes from inside Pain from my depths My blood tells me Im alive ALIVE IT TELLS ME Who would want to live with such mediocre beings Beats Me...
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Mar 10, 2010
Mar 10, 2010 at 1:51 PM UTC
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