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Sep 2014
Razor crying out for blood
Comfort, like the comfort of a baby blanket
Tears roll down her emaciated cheeks
Turning to her razor
She has no friends left
Written by
Murphy Lynne  Kansas
(Kansas)   
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   Harley Hucof
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