Rain, rain, go away,
Because of you, the pain will stay.
Slit my throat, cut out my heart,
Leave me here, tear it apart.

Poison tears stream down my face,
My heart beats at a steady pace
As I try to stand again;
Alone and standing in the rain.

I don’t need you anymore…
Is what I think while tears pour?
I hate you like I hate my life;
but love is what cuts like a knife.

Love is death and death is you;
Its pain stains like a black tattoo.
Those memories come back again
and bind me in the ropes of pain.

Crimson blood streams down my head,
like a long, silk ribbon, tied by a thread,
to a platinum bullet, a hole in my skull…

...Now just a memory that’s faded and dull.
From start to finish I wonder why,
The cuts look good in this messed up lie,
The blood that trickles down my arm,
People all stare at the girl who self-harms.

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