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Aug 2013
Cut cut cut away
I don't feel the decay
Of my emotions or feelings
I much prefer the numb
Burning.
Amazing how its supposed to hurt
Crimson tears drip thick from my
Escape
I'm trying to escape but it's not working
It hurts I feel it
What happened to being numb?
Ow ow its pulsing its burning its ringing
My ears are ringing
Goodnight goodnight
That's all that's left
A body and some blood
That's all that's ever left
No story no memories
Not a word to our name
To a stranger we are all the same
Someone who could have lived a little bit
Longer
Phone
Whitney
Written by
Whitney
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