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loveKL92
32, Female, Ohio, USA - 18 entries
21
May 2009
3:48 AM EDT
Razor blade kisses
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She’s dreaming,
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It’s the nightmare again,
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She flying,
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Flying to see him.
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Just to find,
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That he’s not there.
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She’s bleeding; she wants to.
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It’s strange isn’t it?
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Her little silver friend,
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Her little blue towel,
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Her little clear bottle,
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She’s about to break down.
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She’s thinking,
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Don’t do it,
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Some other part says yes.
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So with one quick motion,
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She’s done it again,
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Again,
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And again.
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She’s stuck in between,
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Some place,
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Called misery and peace.
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Some where that everyone’s,
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Dying, hiding, or lying.
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Where some of us wouldn’t,
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Dare to go.
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A place that’s never calm,
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She opens her eyes,
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To see,
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That she’s been razor blade kissed.
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She holds the silver relief,
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In her hand.
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Opens her mouth,
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But cannot speak,
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Stuck on the streets of
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Misery and peace.
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She bleeds as she cries,
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As she watched the world,
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As they all say their good-byes.
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This time, it won’t be her time to cry.
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