Razor Blade Love
by Austin Jan 2, 2006
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Love is like a razor blade, it cuts deep and fine seeming to never heal, bringing only a stinging burning sensation causing your stomach to knot up, much like the feeling of someone stabbing you in the heart with a blunt object, and the only thing that you think will bring relief, is the sweet sound of death, but with time each cut slowly but surely calluses, just in time for a new cut to be made. |
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18 years ago
by lynn
Really good poem..really,i think people cut to distractthem self from the pain,hurt inside..if u still cut try a new distraction..i dnono ne way..good poem stay writing..im out
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18 years ago
There's a lot of description in htis i like it.
xxx cici xxx
