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Smiling Blade

The blade is smiling in my hand
Waiting for me to puncture the skin
Whispering for me to continue the jaggered artwork
To feel the blood trickle down my body
Crying empty tears of sorrow
When the blade become the peacemaker
That is when the conrol is empowering
Written by nellul (Train Wreck)
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