Razor Poem by Amber Jones

Amber Jones

Amber Jones

Saint John's Hospital, Springfield, Illinois

Razor



It gleams in the light,
leaving a scar on my wrist -
the blade sharp as thorns;
and you will die darling girl.
Your tears are your sanity.

Sunday, December 12, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: girl,leaving
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Amber Jones

Amber Jones

Saint John's Hospital, Springfield, Illinois
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