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My best friend
I cut,
I slice with my best friend
My beautiful best friend
Who is always there for me.
Slice and dice,
Watch the flesh tear,
Pour out my life in liquid
See it form a puddle
In the ground.
So freeing, like the
Release I could never find.
My best friend, my blade,
My razor, my itty bitty knife.
The beauty of cutting,
With my best friend.
I slice with my best friend
My beautiful best friend
Who is always there for me.
Slice and dice,
Watch the flesh tear,
Pour out my life in liquid
See it form a puddle
In the ground.
So freeing, like the
Release I could never find.
My best friend, my blade,
My razor, my itty bitty knife.
The beauty of cutting,
With my best friend.
Published 29th Jul 2012
| Edited 5th Mar 2013
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