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| Turn myself off Do not let anything in To much pain already Carved up and scarred No one cares Everyone just hurts me Always the scapegoat Razor clenched hands Crimson flowing from wounds An addiction or ending? Unfeeling, numb Dungeons beneath castles Is where I hide No beauty, no life I don't feel anything, anyone How can this mean anything to me? If I really can't feel I locked the door to my own cell And I lost the key |
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