She reaches for the razor, its edges smooth and keen
screams are unheard, but the scars will be seen
Please stop all the pain before I stop it myself
all i can see now are rubies falling from my wrists
small and beautiful they leave me, just like all the rest
I had a treasure, but it was taken by the best
as soon as we met my world fell apart, you told me sweet little lies
and I believed you from the start
and now all Im left with are empty words and a shattered heart
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