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razorblade kisses (Free verse) by wordpainter
The emotions flit across my face
Telling you youâve won today
Blood red tears
Run down my wrist
From the razorblade and itsâ kiss
I shiver under itsâ blatant caress
Tears run warm down my wrist and face
Reminding me of my hard cruel fate
The lust of the razorblade hard to quench
It kisses harder
At my wrist
Wanting and needing it moves to the other
Did I imagine?
Of did it just shudder?
The passion subsides
But still doesnât quit
The blood red tears begin to fade
As does the kiss of the razorblade
It is done with me
As I am done with it
I fall down
As it finally quits.
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