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I see you shatter your wrist

saying a few more cuts will do

and i see you take some pills

and say a few more will numb the pain

and i sit here on the sidelines

screaming out your name

screaming in your face

when will a few more be enough

when will it sustain you

you tune me out

and make a few more scars

and take a few more pills

your are out of my reach

so long ago you pushed me away

i guess you are now truly alone

because i was the last to stay

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