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Can't Cry My Tears
by Helen
Can't cry my tears
Can't breath the air
Can't survive how I am
The end seems near
Strip me down
Make me pure
Take away my fat
It's the only cure
With my bones
I won't need to cry
Breathing will be easy
I won't want to die
Don't leave me here
Pull me out quick
Being covered in fat
Makes me sick
Save me now
Before it's too late
And blade meets wrist
Because of self hate
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Copyright by Helen.
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