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My best freind is a razor blade.
In my cabinet, you usually stayed.
You only came out to talk to me.
Then I lost you, where could you be?
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My freinds have thrown me away like trash.
To them, I am worth less than burn't ash.
I messed up and admitted a was bi.
Now I just cant wait to die.
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It's raining, it's pouring,
the old man is snoring.
While he sleeps, I cut my arm.
Oh, how good it feels to self-harm.
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My Best Freind

My best freind is a razor blade.
In my cabinet, you usually stayed.
You only came out to talk to me.
Then I lost you, where could you be?
I knew where I was hiding you.
How could I lose you. My need to talk to you grew.
I looked and looked, thinking in my head.
Then I found you under my bed.
We still have our chats now and then.
And I will always use you with love, again and again.

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