razor blade razor blade
lets sing a song
lets erase the pain
even though its wrong
i'll press you against my skin
and wait for the blood to come
my eyes full with tears
the dirty deed is done
the pain is gone
even if its only for now
as i smile to myself
and take a little bow
razor blade razor blade
we sang our song
and now your time is done
was it really that wrong?
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Depression and other Diseases of the Mind
PoesiaI am only posting this series of poems, stories and quotes because it makes me feel a little less alone and makes me a little less likely to kill myself if I have something to do or a goal to reach. Most of these are NOT MINE but some of them (speci...
