Rachael Mills Poems

It starts with just a nick
Then it becomes a paper cut
It's a scratch is what follows
Next comes the cut
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The path to peace is straight and narrow
Like the cut of a razor
With straight lines and clean edges
A beginning and an end
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If they knew what was in my head
All the dreams, loneliness and dread
They would only pity me an watch
As I continue down this path alone
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There's blood on the moon tonight
It shines so bright and clear
Through the pain and through the fear
There's blood on the moon tonight
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Oh how easy it would be
To go a little deeper
To cut one more time
To end it all in one swift stroke
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Razor blade, Razor blade
Send me away
To a place where there is no pain
Where bliss is real
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Footprints in the blood
Footprints all over
The pain flows so freely
The cuts deeper than ever before
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Back again, Back again
Every night an day
The same old fight
Between me and my razor blade
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Hello
My name is pain
We've met before
I think it was yesterday
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