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My Razor Blade Friend
Letting the tears fall
from my eyes. I can't find my razor. Where could it be. I can't ask my family. They wouldn't know. Nor would they care. I have no friends. Only friend I have is my razor. It's not a human but it brings me comfort and pain. A fight with my parents. I can run to my room. Tears falling from my eyes. Searching for the razor. Where is my one and only friend? Found it. Take it and put it against the wrist. Slowly slide it across. Let the blood slowly fall down to my finger tips. A sigh of relief and a sigh of pain escape my lips. Thank you my friend. Your always here for me. My razor blade friend.
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I cut becasue its the only pain i can control! |
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