To the nines Prepare myself fro drowning Anytime I made my own world Losing it I rob myself of everything Destroying my body and my mind will fail I drawn to the sound of broken glass Drawn to the taste of broken glass Stillborn again Enemy I see my own reflection Look at me I made my own wounds Live alone Survive in isolation Poison my body and my mind will fail
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