Slash

A Poem by Mimi Vanity

Something I wrote last night.

The Razor Speaks The Words That Your Lips Never Could,
Broken Promises Forgotten
Though You Said You Never Would.
Scars Whisper Freedom,Sweet Release From The Pain
Why Try To Fight It?
Nothing Lost, And Nothing Gained.
It's A Habbit Not A Choice;
Draws The Addict To Sweet Bliss
Jagged Edges Find Thier Voices
Find The Vein, A Hit Or Miss.

So Give In! You Know You Want To
What's The Use In Holding Back?
As The Blood Drips Down Your Arm...
That's The Deadly Razor's Charm.