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Life, Time, and Your Name.
I hear the sound of your tears.
I see your words in the air.
I feel the torture of your fears.
I smell the blood from your wrist.
I touch your emotions,
And the beat of your heart.
I can tell you beat yourself down,
While other people do it too.
You want to live no longer.
But I know you are stronger.
You cut yourself,
Not to see how much it bleeds,
But to you it’s relief.
Is it really?
Because you’re hiding your scars.
I can tell it’s tearing you apart.
Your tears will someday dry.
Your words will be other people’s motivation.
You are an idol.
You are a person everyone will remember.
Your fears are just in your mind.
They will soon go away, in no time.
Your life will get better.
Just remember your name.
I see your words in the air.
I feel the torture of your fears.
I smell the blood from your wrist.
I touch your emotions,
And the beat of your heart.
I can tell you beat yourself down,
While other people do it too.
You want to live no longer.
But I know you are stronger.
You cut yourself,
Not to see how much it bleeds,
But to you it’s relief.
Is it really?
Because you’re hiding your scars.
I can tell it’s tearing you apart.
Your tears will someday dry.
Your words will be other people’s motivation.
You are an idol.
You are a person everyone will remember.
Your fears are just in your mind.
They will soon go away, in no time.
Your life will get better.
Just remember your name.
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