jealousy , misery , suffering ,
you've got everything .
razors , flame , pills and cocaine ,
you need the comfort of the pain .
you make up for never present hope and lost dreams
with self inflicted agony
you accept this misplaced blame ,
bitterly fulfilled by undeserved shame .
so many vain attempts to flee have finally made you see
you cant run from a memory
you`ll never get away
you cant make it go away
so take it , take it to your grave
xoxo
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