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Written from the perspective of a suicidal individual... alternate title is "The Cutter." |
| The razor pierces my skin Just a little more pressure and I'll finally bleed When I pierce through my skin I release all my troubles They flow out of my body Straight through my veins Where the puncture begins There the pain ends It flows from my mind It flows from my heart It stains all my surroundings As it trickles down my arms And drips drips drips to the floor |