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I see a torn face in the mirror It is my own A tear falls I see a torn face in the mirror The anguish I suffer Self imposed I see a torn face in the mirror It is my own

Sometimes you seek the blade Sometimes it seeks you If you won't let yourself destroy the world Then the only thing you can destroy is you Just another day A long and vicious fight Battling for nothing But fighting just the same As the day winds down, two things I long for Cold metal slicing my skin, and a pillow to lay my weary head upon Maybe self-destruction is the answer At least then I could not be abused by others, others who only take and rarely give I wish I actually had the courage to use my blade Instead of just contemplating it Longing for it, desperately Seeking the freedom of blood loss But my coward