This Blade
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This blade, that I take out every night. To kiss my skin, and make it cry. This blade, has ripped my skin, and torn me limb from limb. But it's saved my life. I'll show you all my scars, laid upon both my arms. But I'll say, it's alright. With these scars, and this broken heart. I'll be just fine. If I just take my pills, and keep my mind still. I'll be just fine. Because this blade, has saved my life.
2018-10-04 22:10:01
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