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Razors

January 20, 2009
By Anonymous

memories of a past love
like razors cut my skin
leaving traces of blood
across my wrists
so much feeling
and pain
bleeds out
I am spinning
in this dizzy haze of
so many emotions
running through my
brain
hurt, pain, exhaustion
longing for sleep
the type of sleep
without dreams
only blackness to
swallow me
and numb me from the
pain...


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