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The blood doesnt flow


Pain...

Terrorizing pain

The brain is so hardwired theres no escaping

The skin so scarred theres no forgetting

Deeper and deeper

Harder and harder

Does the blade have to work

And even then the blood barely flows

One day, two days, one week

Then relapse

Always relapse

No escape

The things that once clouded the thoughts

Are now banned, taken

But all the while the blade is still cutting

Deeper...

Deeper...

Blood paints my room

But it never sets me free

                                                               -The one whos blood won't flow

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