Brooke Ashlyn Biography

Scars on my wrist
It was to hard to resist
As the tears stream down my face
I dream of leaving this place
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Covered by darkness
There is no escape
All because of one little mistake
They show no love
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Everyone keeps there distance
No one knows when you fall out of existence
Dying inside and living in a dream
Lost inside tearing at the seams
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Leave me alone
Please let me be
This is not my home
It will never be
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As I press the blade against my wrist
The cool medal on my skin
As I drag it slowly across
I feel like I am finally the boss
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