My scars are proof that I'm fighting the demons that are trying to kill me.
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Trusting People Is Becoming Hard.
Keeping My Grades up Is Becoming Hard,
Feeling Pretty Is Becoming Hard,
Thinking Happy Thoughts Is Becoming Hard,
Doing Work Is Becoming Hard,
Maintaining A Friendship Is Becoming Hard,
Doing Everything Is becoming hard,
And I Don't Like It.
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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 the have borne.
Silver metal shine so bright,
Scarlet blood that feels so right,
Dream of that blood trickling down,
And wake up before you drown.
The moonlight shining off your tears,
As you bleed out your own worst fears,
So tonight when you start to cry,
Whisper the Cutter's Lullaby.
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Do you remember when you were a child,
and you thought,
that when you became older,
you would party every night,
untill 4 am
It's quite ironic,
because little did you know,
that at 4 am,
you'd be hysterically crying,
debating whether to take your life,
or not.
I LOVE YOU GUYS! PLEASE BE STRONG!
~Dead
