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the razor my friend

Submitted:Feb 4, 2012    Reads: 10    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

The razor my freind

the world my enemy

no wonder there scared of me

there words leave scars

thell hurt me till im numb to pain

blood rushing out of my wound

heart skiping beats

will this be the end of me

will i live to see anthor face

closing my eyes hopeing to see

the pretty bright lights

i open my eyes

i still see the pitch blackness

of the world i once thought

i wuld never see agian

i sigh in bitterness

why wont they take me already !

the ravor my freind

the world my enemy


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