Blood comforts me
Slice my wrists and you shall see
The crimson red begins to flow
Watch my face, it will glow
When everything is going wrong
For the blood I will long
The touch of it as soft as lace
See the smile upon my face
My best friend, a razor blade
Brings me scars that do not fade
Every time I need to escape
Another cut I shall make
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