My skin
Is paper thin
This razor blade
Tears right throught it
Because it's fragile
Delacit
Not meant to be brutalized
Not meant to be destroyed
Even though it says
Handle with care
They never do
My skin
Is paper thin
This razor blade
Glides across it
Like a boat cutting water
But instead of seperating
And re-joining
It stays seperated
And damaged
Bleeding
Dieing
As my skin
Is paper thin
This razor blade
Tears right through me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice simile: ''This razor blade Glides across it Like a boat cutting water'' well written poem............