Texty: Dearestazazel. Lovely Lovely.

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Release of all the feeling that is buried in the veins
The worst that you feel is far from torn flesh
Skin opens up
But what is this?
This time the razor didn't miss
You'd curl your hand into a fist if you had the nerve

Now
The stitches turn to itches turn to tissue turn to scar
But now its gone too far
Its etched in skin
The hatred within became something sharp and drove itself in

Lovely Lovely Lovely little red lines
The pain is the drug and I do it all the time
It looks good
As good as deep as mine
When hearts make war in the middle of the night

Cut here
Release of all the feeling that is buried in the veins
Eyes that you seek
You feel them coming on
"Where are you love?" and "What is wrong?"
"Have you been doing this for long?"
"What makes the ache in you so strong you can't resist?"

I know
Attention and endorphins make a very pretty pair
And wounds make graves for secrets
But time will quell your restless heart
And teach brand new ways to abuse yourself

Lovely Lovely Lovely little red lines
The pain is the drug and I do it all the time
It looks good
As good as deep as mine
When hearts make war in the middle of the night