| Hollow Bright and silver, Smooth and sharp, I can draw blood, But it will leave a mark. To pull it across, Softened skin, I push it down, And hold it in. From the gash, Life will leave, From the wound, I will bleed. I feel no pain, From the razorblade, A world of hurt, The scar is laid, Not deep enough, So I will burn, Just letting emptiness out, Hoping love will return. By Roxxie 2000 |
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