A true razorblade romance

by Lestat   Jan 8, 2006


I was a fool to love you
Mad to love you still
Who knew a piece of metal
Could provide such a brilliant thrill
Every time i leave you
I seem to come crawling back
You've marked me so many times
Sliced, Ripped, Cut and Hacked
Ive cried a thousand tears for you
And worshiped you like a slave
Ive let you nearly take my life
And lead me to the grave
You are my release
My escape from all the pain
Without you, precious razorblade
My life wouldn't be the same

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  • 17 years ago

    by Scrittore

    Great poem Lestat! I can relate to this very much. 5/5
    ~scrittore

  • 18 years ago

    by myshiningstar14

    Amazing imagery..i've been there i know how it feels the numbness down ur arms feels so good so right but you kno its wrong..yet it calls to you..makes you forget everythign for like half an hour but that moment in tiem seems so wroth it...wow good poem keep this up!

    Lissa

  • 18 years ago

    by Lestat

    Hm it says this has one comment (apart from this one) But it isnt showing up.. blah , i wonder why

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