It’s the lyrics I wrote for what I wanted to be turned into a song, but unfortunately could not by myself.
Dedicated to the NON-PROFIT Organization, namely TWLOHA that aims at helping depressed lives and preventing wide-spread suicide.
i hope you’ll like it…
Lyin on the floor,
Curlin up inside,
Red stains on the door yeah her arms have cried…
Cuts her arms again, all the world does is shout,
But this world can’t understand it’s what her life’s All about…
Part of her,
says she’s alive,
A—live…
But in,
Inside there,
The other part has died …
It’s you… Who can write love,
And stop her from self-harm…
It’s you… Who can write love,
Yea write love on her arms…
To spill out all the pain,
She brings out… A knife…
Puts the blade to her arm,
To cope up… With life…
Your love,
Could save a,
Could save a life yea yea…
It’s you… Who can write love,
And stop her from self-harm…
It’s you… Who can write love,
Yea write love on her arms…
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