The razor blade on my skin,
Making lines, thick and thin.
The needle breaking my flesh,
Look! What a fine mess!
Powder and pills in my palm,
One by one, I’ll take it all.
And at this time I fly so high.
At this time there is no pain,
Just the needle in my vain,
Just the pills to kill the pain,
And just the bade,
And bloody wrists…
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