'A Razorblade Love' - Poem by Brytanne Lee
Death is all around us
Blades dance on our wrist
In sweet harmonial bliss
I love when you say those words
They taste so sweet
Like when you cut me deep
I died when you fell that night
After we had that fight
Fist flew into the air
The sad thing is neither one of us cared
I love you, can't you see?
Why can't you and I be?
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