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Press this blade to your flesh
Ecstasy at its finest
Let's establish your identity
Make the pain go away
The blood trickles out lightly,
Is it good enough?
Step it up a notch from capillaries
Aim for the veins
Just a little painful pleasure,
A guilty gratification,
Listen for the footsteps
For fear of being caught
Is the lust for this satisfied?
You've been dreaming of this
All day
Better do this right
Footsteps of family
Go by your door
Unrealizingly you pressed the blade in harder
More blood
You didn't cut the wrist did you?
I hope you didn't
We all know
That's the first place they check
Crimson smiles
On human flesh
Bloody notches
From a Beautiful Blade
They say something,
Not another word
Not another rant
On what you should be doing
You watch it trickle
Not enough to die from
Lets make it like
Old Faithful
That little razor blade of yours
Can make something even more beautiful,
A broken arterie,
You can give it a try any time
So,
You say it's finally time,
It's kind of cute how you cut,
Watch your blood boil
You press the blade in
An ocean of blood is flowing
Smile on your face
Six feet under
That made the pain go away,
Maybe it made them think
Maybe your death really was
Worth more than your life
(If you agree then you are thinking like me but please don't take your life, I'm sure it's not worth it.)
Ecstasy at its finest
Let's establish your identity
Make the pain go away
The blood trickles out lightly,
Is it good enough?
Step it up a notch from capillaries
Aim for the veins
Just a little painful pleasure,
A guilty gratification,
Listen for the footsteps
For fear of being caught
Is the lust for this satisfied?
You've been dreaming of this
All day
Better do this right
Footsteps of family
Go by your door
Unrealizingly you pressed the blade in harder
More blood
You didn't cut the wrist did you?
I hope you didn't
We all know
That's the first place they check
Crimson smiles
On human flesh
Bloody notches
From a Beautiful Blade
They say something,
Not another word
Not another rant
On what you should be doing
You watch it trickle
Not enough to die from
Lets make it like
Old Faithful
That little razor blade of yours
Can make something even more beautiful,
A broken arterie,
You can give it a try any time
So,
You say it's finally time,
It's kind of cute how you cut,
Watch your blood boil
You press the blade in
An ocean of blood is flowing
Smile on your face
Six feet under
That made the pain go away,
Maybe it made them think
Maybe your death really was
Worth more than your life
(If you agree then you are thinking like me but please don't take your life, I'm sure it's not worth it.)
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Beautiful Blade?
Please, don't take your life on account of this poem.
Sorry if it's a little unrealistic or untrue but I have never took a blade to my skin so I don't really know. Get this straight, I'm not even claiming too.
Nice life.
Anyway...my camera up there, heavily edited, sloppily, just experimenting that day...
Just tweaked it a bit today...
Please, don't take your life on account of this poem.
Sorry if it's a little unrealistic or untrue but I have never took a blade to my skin so I don't really know. Get this straight, I'm not even claiming too.
Nice life.
Anyway...my camera up there, heavily edited, sloppily, just experimenting that day...
Just tweaked it a bit today...
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i really liked it....if u picturise it....u kinda see the pain thing in it...i liked it....nice photo too