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Don't get too close I said what I had to say Knife blade razor sharp My thoughts too dark and gray No peace of mind Storm brewing in my head A gust of wind causing havoc From my wrist is where I bled
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Nov 8, 2019
Nov 8, 2019 at 1:39 AM UTC
Bled
Don't get too close I said what I had to say Knife blade razor sharp My thoughts too dark and gray No peace of mind Storm brewing in my head A gust of wind causing havoc From my wrist is where I bled
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Nov 8, 2019
Nov 8, 2019 at 1:39 AM UTC
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