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Blades
My scars they bleed from the ecstasy
That i can not see
Inside of me.
The fear they bring is so surreal
To know this pain will never heal.
My blades shout out beckoning
For one final last call and a reckoning.
My sleeves will hide this pain for now.
Until im lost and cant be found.
That i can not see
Inside of me.
The fear they bring is so surreal
To know this pain will never heal.
My blades shout out beckoning
For one final last call and a reckoning.
My sleeves will hide this pain for now.
Until im lost and cant be found.
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