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Do you know what its like to be dead inside

To be dead but able to walk around.

Everyday I think of the past

Everyday i cry about the past

Everyday a razorblade attacks my wrists

All because of you!

You killed me!

Do you know how it feels to be dead but able to walk around?

I do

Maybe thats why im killing you