Gemma

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Copyright, Gemma

I sit here and wonder
What life could be
If i didn’t hurt
And could just be free

I sit here and rock
Whilst cutting my skin
Letting go of all the pain
The pain that lyes within

I sit here and shake
I cut deeper and deeper
Watching the blood run free
I’m feeling weeker and weeker

The cutting has stopped
The razor’s been dropped
I begin to feel free, then suddenly alive
Feeling all the happiness in which i’ve been deprived

Now i’ve cried through my blood
The pain has arrived
Leaving little old me
Still dying inside

Crazy you call me, but what do you know
So i’ll stay sat in this corner, with my head right down
So none of you can see this pain
This pain in which i slowly drown.

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