| Blade Cries | ||||
| Blood drains from me Like clouds drop rain Although thought to increase It really soothes the pain You ask me over and over How it could possibly help me Since to you it�s never happened You will never see Or feel, or contemplate The feeling I get Putting the blade to my flesh While making a bet Will I live? Or will I die? I never know But I still try I�ll paint a picture For you to in-vision Step by step You�ll soon see the incision As I increase pressure Onto the blade Blood now soothes The pain now fades The pain of life that is That�s what it�s about Getting feeling back When your mind is out Your life turns numb So you try To see if you can feel Another reason to cry But as you do it You realize the possibility Of dying that night And finally bring free But that�s ok Because you�re already dead Your dreams are gone Now there�s nightmares instead So do you see now Why I love this blade It only helps me clean Up the mess I made So know when a tear falls from me It�s not from the sting It�s because I�m finally able To feel something |
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