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My Razor is my Treasure
as I take this precious razor to my wrist
I feel relief and pleasure as I slice my skin
I let the blood drip to the ground
22.09.2005
by
Donna
I sit here in my room and I think about everythingas I take this precious razor to my wrist
I feel relief and pleasure as I slice my skin
I let the blood drip to the ground
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