he cuts on my skin burn with a deep guilt
as the flowers outside wilt
my life is indescribable
but i still continue to babble
babble about lies and babble about the scars
babble about my life and how i love to gaze at the stars
id also love to grab that gun
just let me pull the trigger, itll be fun.
vent: relapsed after almost a year, didnt even cut deep because i was weak from crying. bleh :p
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