Сut

a broken heart cannot be healed
there's no salvation from despair
and what is left is only guilt
the thought that nobody will care

there's no emotion left inside
the soul is empty aching slightly
the body's shaking from the silent cry
and razorblade in hand is shining brightly

the blood is dripping down the hand
the blade turned red it shines no more
the cuts however have no pain
its just the soul that still feels sore


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