I cut my wrist and start to bleed
I never thought I could
But here I am bleeding in sarrow
You never thought I would
Waterfall of blood
Running down my arm
I'm on the urge of facing death
But you don't see the harm
I tried to kill this pain
And make it go away
But everytime I start to
You ask me to come stay
I am stuck in this situation
That could cause my death
My wrist still bleeding dripping down
I still don't feel it yet
I cut again this time deeper
Than I ever have before
I feel the pain it really hurts
But my heart is craving more
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