LilMoeMoney

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Small, simple, safe price
          	Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets
          	This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals
          	And I am not afraid to die
          	I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.
          	I want the pain of payment
          	What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts
          	Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks
          	Would you be my little cut?
          	Would you be my thousand fucks?
          	And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid
          	To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts
          	My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter
          	I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart
          	Love is not like anything
          	Especially a fucking knife

LilMoeMoney

this message may be offensive
Small, simple, safe price
          Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets
          This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals
          And I am not afraid to die
          I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.
          I want the pain of payment
          What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts
          Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks
          Would you be my little cut?
          Would you be my thousand fucks?
          And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid
          To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts
          My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter
          I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart
          Love is not like anything
          Especially a fucking knife