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I Can't Get The Lighter To Work

The lighters out
The needles bent
The matches got wet

I can't even hurt myself right
the liqueurs gone from last night
I want to give up the fucking fight

I want to stop my heart from beating
I don't want to feel anymore
All I see are shades of pain

I don't have enough pills to do damage
But I take them all anyway
I hope I don't wake up
Written by BlueBeastGirl (Beasty)
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