Scary Thoughts
My heart falls apart
and it's about to become dark
thoughts of cuts
or I'm going to die
and I'm afriad of sad good-byes
only one small cut and I'll be done
but then I look at the knife again
I can hear it call my name
my brain has lost control
my thought are cold
I feel so alone
only thinking of the one that hurt me so
they say he's not worth the pain
but I feel a diffrent way
and I'm afraid of the things I've become willing to do
and I'm terrified of what I might actually do
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