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Just a Rerun

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Sharp and cold as ice
It provides the perfect slice
Letting out the red pain
Flowing from her vein
Nothing to gain

The hurt is just fine
Making a bloody line
The emotion pain dies
But still shows in her eyes
She’s been betrayed by lies

For the seconds in that hurt
She becomes totally alert
Of where this is going
The fear of knowing
It just keeps flowing

Face down on the floor
She can’t take any more
A face so bright, now pale
She doesn’t move, doesn’t flail
She can’t let out a wail

Hours later her friend walks in
Her bubble burst by a pin
A body lay down on the ground
This can’t be her friend she has found
It is, she let’s out a cry of no sound

Rush her away, to a hospital bed
Lay her down, rest her lost head
Wrap up her wrist, cover each scar
No-one believed she’d take it this far
She’s dying away like a star

She awakens, where could she be?
Her eyes start to water, as she starts to see
She’s in hospital, she went too deep
Out of her chest, her heart tries to leap
The price of pain does not come cheap

When she is home, she goes to her room
Throws away the razor, her ultimate doom
She promises a fresh start, no more pain
She had put herself to shame
To think that her emotions could be slain

They all wait for her, a new girl
She’s become so precious, she’s a pearl
She’s changed herself, altered her fate
She pushed her luck, it was almost too late
She wiped her past, started a clean slate

A year has passed since she last drew blood
In a flash of emotion, her eyes flood
She thought of her past, of what she’d done
The time she tried it and begun
But this was just a memory, just a rerun