_Monique_ _Gaitan_ - _Kill The Pain_

I need a way
To kill this pain
Burn away
Feel the rain
I need a plan
To end this life
So sick and tired
Of this blood stained knife
With every cut
I feel it coming alive
And with every cut
I feel a little more dead inside
These voices that I hear
In my head
Try to convince me
That I'm already dead
But I'm not giving into them
No, I'm not
I'm just trying to end these thoughts

_Monique_ _Gaitan_

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