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It Slipped

I'm gonna do it now today's the day I will I slowly grab the razor placing it to my throat feel it slide ever so gently across my skin then I feel it cutting in that old familiar sting the blood begins its seeping but i continue with my task cutting away at myself quickly Im feeling tired and place the razor upon its shelf I hate it whenever I shave and accidentally cut myself

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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