natalie farnsworth - Come Back

Every time that your not there.
Shows me that you really don't care.

Watch me with this box of matches.
Burn my body into ashes.
And now I hold this razor blade.

Cleaning up this mess you made.

I carve your name into my arm.
My first resort is self harm.
Now slit my throat and watch me bleed.
Death is all I really need.

natalie farnsworth

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