31 July 2009
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut. My weakness is, that I care too much. And my scars remind me, that the past is real... I tear my heart open, just to feel. I'm drunk and I'm feeling down, and
Cut my life into pieces, This is my last resort. Suffocation, No breathing, Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding. This is my last resort. Cut my life into pieces. I've reached my last resort,
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