im holding the razor
now i've turned off the lights
im sitting in the corner of my room
reciting everyone of your heart-breaking lies
im touching the blade to my wrist
and im gaining up the strength
you've stolen my life, my innocence
and you're the last risk i'll ever take
i close my eyes
but right away i see your face
i see you kissing her
and my lips are longing for a taste
the last thing i remember
was the blood running down my cheek
everything turned black
no more crying at school, that was my last week
(1/21/08)
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