My razor blade lover

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By Too Blinded by the lips of L*O*V*E* to taste their sweet poison! •

sitting here contemplating life noticing the knife the desire i'd lost was again alive deep in cost trying to forget the feel of the cold metallic steel there lays a pen i pick it up trying not to think again writting pen in hand going as fast as i can trying to relieve this stress this frustration doing my best i know i need to feel relief b4 i do my old dirty deed my skin aches from taking in all the emotion keeping it all in bottling up taking too much had enough i'm about to slice another wound dedicated to my life

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March 14, 2009 04:42Tyler Cedric Golden

this poem is extremely well written and the rhyming is very good....although cutting is no alternative to a feeling in life but every one copes in their own way...but anyways.. fantastic poem!