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Slit my wrist
cut my throat
you say this is nothing but a joke

crying from this huge stain of pain
crimson blood all over me
This is what i get for believing in you

slit my wrist
cut my throat
you say this is nothing but a joke

This red dress dripping my blood
with this rose you gave upon
dripping blood so thick

slit my wrist
cut my throat
you say this is nothing but a joke

This razor sharp from pain
there really is nothing to gain

silt my wrist
cut my throat
you say this is nothing but a joke

shatter me into a million pieces
leaving scars all over me
from all those shattered pieces

slit my wrist
cut my throat
you say this is nothing but a joke

dying inside
I will try to hide

slit my wrist
cut my throat
this really isn't just a joke

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