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Tub Full of RazorBlades

By , Selkirk, Canada
lock me in the bath
let me scrub myself clean
set myself free
free me from all my pain
let me bleed
scream out; fade out
until you can't see anything
let me go away; out of your memories to the back of your mind
into that sharped-edged suicide
where your waiting, wanting to get pushed
to end this so-called dream,'life'
announce your leave
announce your death
scream out your fear
cause you can only stay in your
Razorbalde Bath
until the razors get dull & rusted
they cut every point, every vain, your every nerve
arrest me with first degree murder
I murdered me
I murdered everything we had
I murdered what we had
so let me rot in my tub full of your razorblades
where my blood is my water
& my soap is my sins
my pain is what i think
suicide iswhat you made me
you f***ing happy now?
lock me in the tub full of your
Razorblades.





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miracle_of_hope said...
Aug. 8, 2011 at 6:38 pm

honest agressive hurt

its all here. this is a strangly polished peice of emotions and is slightly surreal to read

 
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