Razors kiss

I'm in such despair. Not like you'll even care... I take the blade with my trembling hands. Waiting for the release, I'm about to fare. razor's kiss is nothing to be spared. The cold, shiny blade glides across my skin, Leaving cuts with sorrows I can't share. My blood flows like a river of tears, A bittersweet feeling gushes in. Pain and pleasure fill my heart. razor's kiss leaves nothing but a brilliant work of art.