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Self-Harm (18/8/2013)

The feel of release
Of complete ease
It's a momentary thing
As the blood
Drips from your skin
You don't see it
But you're fading away

Oh, Don't let up the battle just yet
It's just a stepping stone
One you must not ever take

Once, it's different
Twice, It's kind of nice
Third time, you're starting to get lost
In the fog of memories
Hurt moments bluring things
It's not the way to cope

Scars hidden under your cloths
Chewing you lip
Hoping they don't ever know
Fighting with yourself
Knowing what is right and wrong
How the lines run into each other
As the mascara taints your cheeks

Oh, Don't let up the battle just yet
It's just a stepping stone
One you must not ever take

Once, it's different
Twice, It's kind of nice
Third time, you're starting to get lost
In the fog of memories
Hurt moments bluring things
It's not the way to cope

I'm begging you
Don't turn to that avenue
It's full of hurt and pain
You've been through enough
Don't add that to the list
Of what people call your
Complete and utter fuck ups

Oh, Don't let up the battle just yet
It's just a stepping stone
One you must not ever take

Once, I knew it wasn't right
Twice, feeling so much lighter in the air
Third, I thought I was okay
But no, not today

My fathers broken face
As he saw that fresh scar
It's never going to erase
Itself from my memory

The End

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