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Old 07-12-02, 02:18 AM   #1
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I look down at these razors as they lay against the cold bathroom tiles/
It kinda reminds me of my pain amongst all the happy faces and smiles/
As I slowly pick up one of the blades, thoughts rush to my head/
What would others think, if they knew that I was the reason I was dead?/
I throw the razor down and cover my face with my hands/
I was gonna do sumthing with my life, suicide wasn't the plan/
But I guess plans don't always work out, so I pick the razor back up/
And now that I start to think about it, my life has always been jacked up/
No one ever cared about me, they just used me for their own gain/
And now I sit here on the bathroom floor 99 percent insane/
Look at me now, ma, you'd be so proud of me, wouldn't you?/
"Your brother always did things right, why couldn't you?"/
I'm not my brother, nor will I ever be like him/
I'll never make you happy, although I'm at the end of the limb/
Staring at the razor and choking back on my own tears/
It is now my time to conquer, my own worst fear/
To live and die, a failure..cuz dat's all I'll ever be/
And now with this razor, I set my tortured soul free/
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