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May 02, 2009
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the kissing blade
i am so afraid
as i paint my wrist
with a razor blade
like a tender kiss
that draws the blood
from beneath my skin
a sanguine flood
to commit my sin
now as i rest
and fade to sleep
the numb suggest
that i cut too deep
but my hearts content
for the pain has ceased
so with repent
i die at ease
as i paint my wrist
with a razor blade
like a tender kiss
that draws the blood
from beneath my skin
a sanguine flood
to commit my sin
now as i rest
and fade to sleep
the numb suggest
that i cut too deep
but my hearts content
for the pain has ceased
so with repent
i die at ease
— Breakinglogic, May 02, 2009
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themoonman
17 years 1 month ago
Breaking Logic
Breakinglogic
17 years 1 month ago
thanks Richard
Beslynn
17 years ago
I really like your poem, it
Breakinglogic
17 years ago
Thank you Beslynn, I am both
Sinbadthesailorman
15 years 11 months ago
As Moon has said this one is tight and flows nicely