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May 2015
the cold bite of winter's breath
will always sting my skin
but I know that
it will never hurt me quite as badly
as the cold bite of metal
as I drag a sharp razor blade
across my fragile wrist


(d.d.b)
Delaney
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Delaney
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   Cecil Miller
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