• Hate and anger
    Pain and sadness
    Harsh screams and whispers of fury
    Locked up
    And stored inside your soul
    It's a disease burning within
    Poising the body
    Tormenting the mind
    Need release
    Bare arms
    smooth and perfect
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    The razor rises
    The razor falls
    Thin cut
    Trickle of blood
    Slash deeper,deeper
    Bright red lines Stipes of shame
    Stinging Throbing pain
    Dull ache
    Temporary release
    The razor rises, the razor falls
    An addiction
    A deadly game
    Deeper each time
    What price you pay
    For false peace
    Never enough
    Yet
    ]Always to much
    Mind raws
    Over time it seems
    Like no big deal
    Before its token to far there's a church gathering and you just so happen to have a fried to give you a ride
    A speaker said what she did when she was young was the same and that there was hope A hope to go after
    Now there's something to go after
    heart Three years of help and there's no longer a reason for the razor to
    rise