Blades
Just one more I say
No one will notice
No one will care
Then I see my life start to fade
A cut to my wrist
A cut to my thigh
Making a fist
While I start to cry
No one cares
Nobody's here
It's just not fair
Why do I have to live in fear
All I'm asking for is a friend
Someone I can trust
Someone to send the love
That I try to send to others
But no one will accept me
Except my blades
They're always with me
They help me forget
So I take out my blades for another time
Watch the blood run down my wrist
Just for a moment I forget
But now I have the memories on my wrist
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