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Oct 2015
And he was too sad to move on
So he went to the bathroom with a razor sharp blade
And he was too sad to move on
So he looked at the mirror and tears started falling
And he was too sad to move on*

So he cut his wrist until he’s numb from the pain
I’m sorry
Everything’s messed up
I’m completely dumbfounded
I’m sick and tired with this kind of living
Everything’s too **** sad

All I see is a black and white environment
With nothing but the color of my blood
Dripping through my wrist
And down to my arms

And I just drain everything in the sink
And go out of the bathroom like I felt nothing
It feels utterly draining
Like how the sink drained the blood from my wrist
Brian
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