Razor Quotes

YOU'RE A BOLT OF LIGHTNING IN THE NIGHT, SPEED OF LIGHT,

I DIDN'T REALIZE I'VE BEEN STRUCK UNTIL I SAW THE FLAMES.

Format © dontsellyourself

dontsellyourselfshort
lyrics

——•••——
Hush little baby
Don't you cry
Don't cut your arms,
Don't say goodbye.
Put down that razor,
Put down that knife,
It may be hard
But you'll win this fight.♥
——•••——

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Carla Crahan.*
inspirational

_Parenthesis

Sir sir (why) are you following me?
Please leave me be.
I don't want to feel your k(is)s,
Not on my thigh, not on (my wrist).

Sir sir I need you here.
For get what I said,
I want you here.
Kiss me everyhwere

Give me my (s)in.
I wan(t) to feel your kiss on my skin.
You make me feel (a)l(i)ve,
(N)o ne(ed) to lie.

Silver sharp features,
Only will let out my creatures.
Forget the pain,
Make me sane.

Close my eyes.
My last b(r)eath is a sigh.
Drown m(e) in your crisom tears,
I (d)on't want to be here.

3 0

VioletCherries
poem

I thank my best friend
For being the reason I paint
With my paintbrush and paper tonight
Instead of my razor and wrist.

Thank You Dana.

65 5

*♥︎Lady Ave♥︎*
paper

one day, scissors will be for paper again.
one day, razors will be for shaving again.
one day, food will be for eating again.
one day, cake will be a treat again.
one day, cutting will be for arts and crafts again.
one day, sadness will be temporary again.
one day, life will be fun again.
one day, we will recover. ❤

love you all

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sheyennemari3
sad

My body is a canvas, And I paint a tragic tale. You are not my hero, I am trapped in Hell. A razor is my paintbrush, and every artist needs a muse. My only inspiration is Every time I'm used. I swear I know I need help, but I don't want to stop. They tell me it's a bad habit, but I feel like it's not. No, it hasn't killed me yet, so who's to say it will? It leaves me numb and bitter, So I don't need your pills. The blood is but a setback, I think I'll be okay. We both know you can't save me. You never tried to anyway. Oh, it's no big secret, ask me, if you'd like. I'll show you a scar or two, And try to take some pride. Every scar stands for, another day that I survived. Because at least, when I'm bleeding I'm certain I'm alive. Console me with your words, Such pretty, perfect lies. I don't need you next to me, I'm telling you, I'm fine. My razor is my best friend, It know secrets I dare not speak. And you are nothing to me, Just another face on the street. I could replace you in a second, With someone else who wears a mask, Because we all wear them, We cover up our pasts.

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appleloop*
past

Would you kiss her lips knowing that a razor has kissed her wrist?

10 0

ElmosWhoree*
love

I’m the happy one who writes dark poems.
I’m the hyper, crazy one who breaks down at night.
I’m the one who tries to be selfless, but is more selfish than anyone else.
I’m the one against bullying, but beats up herself.
I’m the girl that everyone looks at, but never sees.
the girl who “has such a pretty face” but not the body.
I am the girl with the scars on her wrists,
and her body

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Diamond_cupcaklover
cut

And last night I broke down.

I dragged the blade across my wrist.

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hopetrustbelieve01
helpme

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Kerin💅🏼👌🏻*
cut