Razor blade razor blade lets sing a song, let’s erase all the pain, even though it’s all wrong, I’ll press you against my skin and wait for the blood to come, my eyes full with tears the dirty deed it’s done. The pain is gone even if it’s only for now, as I smile to myself and I take a little bow. Razor blade razor blade we sang our and now your time is done. Was it really that wrong?
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self harm / depression quotes and poems
Randoma series of quotes, poems, songs on self harm and depression, may be triggering. So I've passed the limit so I'm starting a new one
