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Self-Harm Demerol, vicodin, alcohol,
they all numb the pain.
Lose myself in dark thoughts,
still they don't replace,
what I feel when I see your face.
So cold, trazadone's to sleep,
yet your smile is on my mind.
I wish you'd go away,
fade into yesterday.
Too much to feel,
need more narcotics,
make none of it real.
