The razors are my friends

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The razors are my friends

Knives are too

You just fear them

Because of what they can do

But you see,

The razors and knives

Aren't the ones ending lives

It's all in your mind,

It's where the darkness hides,

So don't fear the blades

They just leave a mark

A mark made by your mind,

By the demons who rule inside

They just seek pain in the skin;

The pain that lies so deep within

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