Is it sad
When you know everything has gone bad
Without a knife
I won't take my life
Just because i want to prove I'm strong
By not doing anything wrong
My wrist will be cut free
But i can't help that it isn't scare free
My brother won't be here for a while
So I'm just gonna fake a smile
Whenever i see him again
He better protect his shin
Even if it wasn't his fault
Circle the demons with salt
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