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The Kiss of the Blade, The Comfort of the Razor

May 8, 2014
By PoetryFromTheHeart GOLD, Watertown, Tennessee
PoetryFromTheHeart GOLD, Watertown, Tennessee
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Favorite Quote:
“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
-Tolkien


Trail of tears and blood
Mixed together in deadly paintings
Pain of not having
Not wanting
Yet still craving the touch
The feel of flesh opening
Destroying what pain resides
Burning it to ashes
Leaving numbness in its place
There is no other feeling
That can take its sacred place
My heart screams no
But my body longs for
The kiss of the blade
Against my scarred skin
The comfort of the razor
Which nothing else can match
The shedding of lifeblood
Giving comfort
Where none like it
Can be found



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