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I use that blade...
I use it hard...
I use it til i can no more...
The blood rolls down,
all down my arm,
until i dab it all away...
I've lost someone...
someone i care so much for...
and no matter how much i whine, cry, or pout
I'll never get him back.
Its not like he cares,
its not like hes even noticed
But i will say this...
i may look like im all happy go lucky
i may say that im not crying
but on the inside im really dying...
I hold it all in bc i hate attention,
i hold it all in and I let it all out at once,
with the rage of the blade...
that i use hard....
until i can no more...
I used to use 2nd hour to get me thru the day, 2 make all my thoughts go away and i'd b happy once again. but ever since some crap has happened nothings been the same, even if we try it stills comes out wrong....all i want is for everything 2 be the same an dhow it used to be. I miss the old almost boyfriend i had, i missed always be ing happy go lucky. I miss having friends that didnt do bad things...I miss not doing bad things to my self or thinking bad things. I miss it all, everylast bit of it. But i guess it will never b the same...
I'll be just fine,
pretending im not,
I'm next to lonly but ITS ALL THAT I'VE GOT!
I'll be jsut fine,
pretending im not,
im next to lonely,
and its all that ive got
- The USed (I changed it a bit)
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K-La