Razor Poem by Brenda Urka
Razor
Tongue like a razor blade
You cut my skin so deep.
Exposing my emotions,
then you fall asleep.
Walk about so softly,
So not to wake you up.
Fearing that the sounds I make,
Will cause you to erupt.
Softly I walk away,
Tears flow from my eyes.
I have to go, because I fear,
Tomorrow I will die.
Monday, February 20, 2012
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