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Sharp razors
Knives
Lighters
It's so easy
All I have to do is cut
Wipe off the blood
And wipe away the tears
Endorfine will soft the pain
Don't cry little girl
Why are you doing this to yourself?
You used to be so happy
So beautiful
Look at your arm
You ugly whore
You good for nothing
You fake little piece of shit
Because that's what you want to be
A nothing
A nobody
Those scars prove it
Because you are beautiful
You are kind
You are happy
You are that little girl on those pictures
Razors, knives, lighters
What's the point?
Hiding my skin, hiding my razors
People only want to see that happy little girl...
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