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Timevil

Black Snow

Copyright, Timevil

the razor bites my wrist solemly
but it no longer hurts me
for you have shown me real pain
like comparing hail to rain
black snow blows by my feet
as I lose my body heat
as I bleed the snow turns red
and I love you is all I said

 

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