i’m dying again
this cycle of pain never ends
the little girl inside, i miss her.
i’m crying again
it’s such an easy life
and i can’t get my shit together.
i’m playing the violin
only the instrument is my skin
and the bow is blue handled scissors.
i’m numb again
the noise consumes me
and inside i wither.
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