Thorn

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Copyright, Thorn

slicing my arm is a part of my life,
unlike you, I always need a knife,
Everyone thinks it’s stupid,
Everyone thinks it’s dumb,
But you don’t know, it makes me numb,

sitting here wating for it all to go away,
is like sitting in a desert wating for it to rain,

fire buring before my eyes,
before I go in I must close them tight,

I see the darkness, right in front of me,
his face is so dark you can’t see his eyes,
but I do, for the darkness is my friend,

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