starring into my reflection, deep into my cold eyes,
i see my life, my scars, my regrets,
the blood steind razors make the pain as endless as the night skys
as blood runs down the mirror , despair makes me think of horrible threts
to end my life, to end this pain, to cut my sorrow away,
but then i think of three words that have saved my life 100 times overagain
so far from me i think of all my horrid ways
and my misserable days without u
if obssesing over u is a sin...i want to go to hell
(i love you)
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