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Jun 22, 2008
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The Razor's Edge
Feeling down without a reason
It hurts so deep inside my soul
Wanting to cry, but no tears will appear
In a hurried state, A choice to debate
The razor's edge is the elected
It's so sharp and steely too
This tool is hand picked to do the bidding
It's cold edge, tis so sharp
The cuts a razor creates are direct
With no mistakes.
Tiny lines begin to form, like rivers
Flowing upon the arm.
A feeling of relief has shadowed
To end this pain deep within
The pain rafted down the sides
Until the next time,
The rivers will run deep.
It hurts so deep inside my soul
Wanting to cry, but no tears will appear
In a hurried state, A choice to debate
The razor's edge is the elected
It's so sharp and steely too
This tool is hand picked to do the bidding
It's cold edge, tis so sharp
The cuts a razor creates are direct
With no mistakes.
Tiny lines begin to form, like rivers
Flowing upon the arm.
A feeling of relief has shadowed
To end this pain deep within
The pain rafted down the sides
Until the next time,
The rivers will run deep.
— Pixee, Jun 22, 2008
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Critiques
Rett
17 years 11 months ago
pixee
Pixee
17 years 1 month ago
Hello
poewriter58
17 years 11 months ago
Pixee
Pixee
17 years 1 month ago
Sorry it has taken me so long to reply
weirdelf
17 years 11 months ago
I think that this is not about suicide
Pixee
17 years 1 month ago
Sorry it has taken me so long to reply
orgami
17 years 5 months ago
Okay I read this from our Chat session
Pixee
17 years 1 month ago
I'm sorry
Tink
17 years 5 months ago
Pixee
Pixee
17 years 1 month ago
Sorry it has taken me so long to reply
orgami
17 years 1 month ago
Well I know cutters
Pixee
17 years 1 month ago
I'm Glad