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Secrets
I cut just to watch the blood drip
Like the petals falling off a rose
On a cold November day
I break the mirror because
I hate what I see
Ugly! Ugly! Ugly!
It screams at me
I cover my ears
As a slowly fall to the floor
Make it stop. Please
I beg and I cry
Make these feelings go away
I burn myself
Just to feel
I'm broken you know
No. You don't know.
You don't know how it feels
To be used all your life
The thoughts that race thru my mind
You will never understand
Wear my heart upon my sleeve
But these secrets
Have never been told
And so love,
Now you know
Like the petals falling off a rose
On a cold November day
I break the mirror because
I hate what I see
Ugly! Ugly! Ugly!
It screams at me
I cover my ears
As a slowly fall to the floor
Make it stop. Please
I beg and I cry
Make these feelings go away
I burn myself
Just to feel
I'm broken you know
No. You don't know.
You don't know how it feels
To be used all your life
The thoughts that race thru my mind
You will never understand
Wear my heart upon my sleeve
But these secrets
Have never been told
And so love,
Now you know
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