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{A Crimson Love}::
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April 2007
Lying lifeless on the bathroom floor
Yet I cry out for even more
Cant keep on living this suffocating life
I need help from my only true friend; the knife
He kisses me gently
and leaves a crimson mark
He makes it all better when love breaks my heart
Yet at times he can go too far
Sometimes by leaving an overflowning crimsoned scar
His love, however, is perfection
His love will never fade
He shines through and leaves proof by every scar ever made
He lessons the pain of this most depressing moments
He eases the pain with the carvings and words
Most of them disturbing and so absurd
When my heart is torn, he is there by my side
He never chooses to hide
He doesnt run when I confess my pain
He doesnt give a damn if I am selfish nor vain
He will always stay anyway and do what I ask
No matter how hard or painful the task
He doesnt beg nor plead for me to quit
He doesnt give me any of this supposed helpful shit
He just continues to do his work
He keeps his promise to make me hurt
He is my love, my best friend, the knife
He is the only one I trust with my life
I am not sure with whom I would trust with my life....though my newoldfound friend Jeremy seems to be a choice..
Like lots
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