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[aid] => mick
[title] => Crawling Through The Razor Blades
[time] => 2003-12-13 20:17:48
[hometext] => It's him that makes me happy.... or is it? He is my disease and my reason for cutting, yet he is the cure.
[bodytext] => I want you to romance me Blow my mind and dance with me Touch my face and brush away Every fear into yesterday I want you to understand You hold it all in your hands Just let me do what I will Cut my wrist and swallow some pills But I wonder Would you hate the scars? I'm just one more disillusioned fallen star Would you be angry? I'm just trying to find what makes me happy But I know I'll never need the sweet release The way I need you and your soul healing peace I love to watch the blood flow To me it looks beautiful But inside I'm so afraid I'm crawling through the razor blades I see you through the smoky haze Don't ignore my blurry gaze Kiss me till the tears have dried Until there's no more pain inside But I know It's all gonna end We're just two more wounded souls trying to mend Just two more victims Of a heartbreakingly hopeless addiction But I'll hold on to you until it kills me 'Cause it's being in your arms that sets me free I don't know if I'm ever gonna make it by But I hope I'll always be someone in your eyes More than just a fallen star With her arms covered in scars Crawling through the razor blades I don't wanna be afraid Please don't be angry It's you that makes me happy [comments] => 5 [counter] => 314 [topic] => 32 [informant] => MoonlitAngel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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