the razor blade show
the same
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i know how it feels to be broken with no glue to put yourself back together. I know how it feels to have a razor run across your skin and tear you apart. I know how it feels to become the bottles and needles on your floor. I know how it feels to be with you and then go home and cry all night. I know how it feels to want to become my ribs and bones like a feather. I want to dissapear The only thing keeping me here Is the pressure, like your finger on a lighter And im the flame waiting for you to release me back Into the hole from which I came. I know how it feels to scream and burn and do somersaults in my head. I know how it feels to burst at the seams with no thread but plently of needles. I know how it feels to have depression, your one big plan to fall back on. I know how it feels to wish you could say you and disappointment never met. I know how it feels to be different, but heartbreakingly the same. | ||||