Razor Blade Poem by Lyric Hernandez teardrop

Razor Blade



Running blood down my arms.
Amazed by the relief that I receive.
Zaps are the feeling of every cut.
Overwhelmed with emotions.
Running from reality.

Blood flowing down.
Leaving reality.
Around blood I sit.
Deeper and deeper the cuts.
Ending my pain.

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Lyric Hernandez teardrop

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