I fix the others eyes with mine.
Cold and glassy, show no emotion,
I don't want to cry anymore.
The metal kisses my tender skin.
Breathe with the blade, show no emotion,
I don't want to hurt anymore.
I feel my waxy face melt.
To match the reflection, shows no emotion,
I don't want to feel anymore.
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