More sadness
Its hard to hear the voice of god when there's a devil on my shoulder telling me to end it all.
Can you hear them?
The voices?
No?
But they're shouting.
What are they saying?
Oh.
They're telling me to slit your throat and watch you bleed
There's someone telling you to run. That someone is me.
Run.
The razor is my saviour the razor is my saviour the razor is my saviour the razor is my saviour the razor is my saviour
the razor is my saviour the razor is my saviour the razor is my saviour the razor is my saviour the razor is my saviour
I laugh wickedly as life drains from your eyes and body
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