You're who I run to when I'm upset
When my eyes are all puffy and wet
You brush against my skin in the sweetest of ways
Taking all my worries away in a beautiful haze
With you in my hand i feel renewed
All my anger and fear is subdued
Strange how I'm no longer afraid
And all because of you, my little razor blade
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I would like to translate this poem
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