Edge Of A Knife Poem by Balint Nagy

Edge Of A Knife

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I am dying to be free
I'm too tired to believe
I'm not who I wanted to be
I'm not where I meant to be

You can't stop me now
So I'll just cut cut, and cut
I got a problem
I've spilled out way too much blood
Nana-nana, nanana-na
Nana-nana, nanana-na

I can't get no sleep
So tell me,
Have the world ever seen a loser just like me?
Oh yeah,
Just like me

You can't stop me now
So I'll just cut cut, and cut
I got a problem
I've spilled out way too much blood
You can't stop me now
So I'll just cut cut, and cut
I got a problem
I've spilled out way too much blood

Nana-nana, nanana-na
Nana-nana, nanana-na

I've spilled out way too much blood

Nana-nana, nanana-na
Nana-nana, nanana-na

I got a problem
I've spilled out way too much blood

Saturday, February 22, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: death,grief,grieve,sadness,sorrow,suicide
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 13 April 2020

You can't stop me now So I'll just cut cut, and cut I got a problem I've spilled out way too much blo0d.....////beautiful lyrical expression

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