Glass of Razors

A glass of rusty razors
I suck them down with a straw
They cut up my throat
And it starts to feel raw
I can feel the blood dripping
All the way down my throat
I feel my stomach being cut
I just lay back
I just wait for the pain to relax
Because right now
All that hurts is the sadness
I think about the razors
How they're doing their work
How their fixing everything
Making all the tears go away
As I lay here and wish for the end of the day

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