Morbid

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i think my b e s t f r i e n d s were never alive

for example h e a d p h o n e s

they give me reassuring lyrics of songs

that they have never heard before

and c a n d l e s

they never forget to give me light

in my darkest moments

but never wake up to see the reflection they leave in my eyes

and my lovely r a z o r s

they are always there to lessen the pain

but they never try to give kisses

instead of scars