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Razor's Edge

By , Rapid City, SD
These paper thin slices are all i feel there.
I couldn't stand it the pain i felt was to much to bare.
The blood drips and seeps onto white satin sheets.
I don't think of the pain but i can feel the heat.
I'm balancing on the razor's edge, the suspension is pulling tight.
No one is there to help and I'm losing this hopeless fight.
These scars are all i have now, so old, but so deep.
I'm still balancing on the razor's edge, until, I leap.





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