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Razor
you told me
not to worry.
you said you
loved me,
and would
never hurt me.
now i lay all alone
on the floor,
crying..
not over the loss
of you,
but over the loss
of all i had given
to you.
you hurt me
deeper than any
scar..
the mark you
left on me,
will last longer,
then the mark,
the razor blade left.
everyone will believe
i killed myself with
the blade.
when in truth,
you killed me
with your lies..
date written: february 4, 2002
Email: bizkitchic29@hotmail.com
