I don't really forgive people, I just pretend like its ok and wait for my opportunity to destroy them.
If you ever find yourself
Lost, Afraid, or scared.
Open your heart -
And find I am there.
No matter how far I am -
I am a whisper away.
This is my promise
Which shall foever remains
She might not make it through the night, broken on the inside.
outside looking fine.
But when shes alone, her face turns pale white and decides to slice just
one more red line.
She can't handle anymore, So asks, "When will this end"
Drops her razor on the floor,
'Cause she is broken, not just bent.
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