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But I know that I will be just fine.
No more lies, no more lines,
I’ll let my scars fade,
I didn’t think I could be saved,
But I can, I can, I will,
No more blades to give a thrill,
"It’s going to be okay,"
I force my hoarse voice to say,
I smile to hide my blatant fears,
I wipe away my hateful tears,
It’s tempting to draw another red line,
But I know that I will be just fine,
“You know that you almost died,”
Yes, but I promise not to commit suicide.