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Razor Blade Hammocks    (Continued)

Soak through my clothes like water
and wind
Be the elements I want to taste and let me dry my clothes with you
Live just another day, live another two
Live long enough to watch me skip
through the next few years of my life
Don't sleep in the razor-blade hammocks
until we've seen the sun

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I love this. Absolutely love this. I like how you're brave enough to write a poem about someone trying to persuade another to not kill themself; not many people would have the guts to write about such a tender subject. Excellent job! :D Have a great day!
Jun. 07, 2013 at 2:45 PM • Report