I will draw it with a twist
I will draw it with a razor
I will draw it upon my wrist
If I draw this picture right
Then will come a beautiful sight
A sight of blood...of liquid red
All because of one of word
That was chose not said
But should I draw this for you?
Or how about just for myself?
No need to keep waiting
My whole life on a shelf
I look at myself and see nothing
No matter what I do
My life will keep sucking
Should I draw this picture for myself?
To be kept inside?
Or let it all come out
And kill myself?
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