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Cutter's Lullabye
Cross my wrist and hope to die,
Pull razor blades across my eye,
Push red hot pins into my arm,
Now the voices bring no harm.
Cross my wrist and hope to die,
Pull razor blades across my eye,
Push red hot pins into my arm,
Now the voices bring no harm.
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