Not In Love:
The razor blades have lost their edge
from scarring my wrists and thighs.
Once I was smooth and pale
now I'm jagged and crimsoned.
Purification of love's lost prints.
The razor blades have gone dull.
No longer do they excite or scare.
No longer do they cause numbness or pain.
No longer do I feel the sharpen blade.
I'm ready for love again.
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