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There is nothing more beautiful
than sleeping by your side
Is it love?
When you start writing her name with a razor instead of a pen,
is it still love?
All answers are welcome :)

A side note, this is more of a metaphor for hurting yourself mentally than the actual act.

Thank you very much for your answers.
I will disappear
soon I'll be gone
You will regret

not holding me strong
But if you ever find me ill still be yours

Copyright © Virginia Steindl
Our aromas, intoxicating and blended.
Engraving eternally our memories.

You nails sunk deep in my flesh
and our breaths are one.

We are alive
I dreamt  the most elegant, the most graceful girl of the Worlds.
She had my hair and your lips.
And inside her eyes I could see our soul glaring.
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