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My razors call
written by Lovely_Suicide06:47 AM 9/5/04In this house alone
What will happen unknown
I can feel my razor beckoning me
Calling me to cut my knee
I disagree
I feel like doing it on my arm or my wrist
I'm getting pissed
I want to cut to make sure i exist
My razor's call is getting stronger i cannot resist
My hope has just died
If i do it i will bleed threw my clothes
But my razors call is teling me i need to
Im trying hard to resist
Im going to have to wait till later tonight. |
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this is wat yeah....
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| » Comments / Feedback | by bleedblack (9-5-2004 - 06:50 AM)
| sad ... i feel that way a lot ... can i help? |
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