My Lullaby

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The blood is coming out of my wrist so fast,

I don't know how long I'll last,

This is what I do every night,

I suppose I'll call it,

My lullaby,

It makes me feel better,

All the tension releases,

But inside I'm still broken in pieces,

I smile to myself,

As I look at the blood,

It isn't long till my lullaby, Isn't enough,

I'll try to hold on,

As long as I can,

But when I'm gone remember me as I am,

If you have my same lullaby,

Don't forget your not alone,

And It's ok to cry

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