Razor blade, razor blade,
Let's sing a song,
Let's erase the pain,
Even though it's wrong.
I'll press you against my skin,
And wait for the blood to come,
My eyes full of tears,
The dirty deed is done.
The pain is gone,
Even if it's only for now,
As I smile to myself,
And take a little bow.
Razor blade, razor blade,
We sang our song,
And now your time is done,
Was it really that wrong?
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Poems For Death✔️
PoetryThey sound really pretty and there here for anyone who wants to read them. ~~~ My style of writing has improved so if you don't like these please check out my new book called A Poem For Death. ~~~
