Fifteen

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Go to Sleep and Close your eyes

And dream of Broken Butterflies

That tore their wings against a thorn

You know the pain that they have borne 

Silver metal, Shine so bright

Scarlet blood, that feels so right

Dream of that blood trickling down

And wake up just before you drown

The moon's light shining off your tears

As you bleed out your own worst fears

So tonight when you start to cry

whisper the cutter's lullaby 

Hush-a-by baby, your almost dead

You don't have a pulse and your pillow is red

Your family hates you, your friends let you bleed

Sleep tight with a knife, cause its all you will ever need

Rock-a-by baby, broken and scared

You didn't know that life would be this hard

time to end the pain that you hid so well

and down will come baby straight back to 

HELL!!


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