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Id love to live without fear,

In a world of no pain, hate and torment,

Without looking over my shoulder for you,

Being paranoid, when you'll strike next.



To live in peace, no Demon,

Never have to hurt myself again,

No more scars, marks, cuts, blood,

To never have to touch my knife again.



Places like that just don't exist,

Not here anyway, I live in Hell,

I wonder what its like after I die,

If I live now in Hell.



The cuts I hold on me are deep,

The pain unreal and never ending,

I'm blinded by it, you wouldn't know,

You'd never feel it.