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Razor edge of dampened steel Press it down cold blue feel Eyes are down, I see the mark seeping red crimson dark Sad clear day stopping time Rest the wicked Hear the chime
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 12:33 AM UTC
Edge
Razor edge of dampened steel Press it down cold blue feel Eyes are down, I see the mark seeping red crimson dark Sad clear day stopping time Rest the wicked Hear the chime
Sliced wrist to ease the pain, seeking no way out
silent-screams
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 12:33 AM UTC
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