I havent done this in a loooooong time, so lets see if i still "got it"...hmmmm....
My old friend, laying before me
his sharp edges...simply seductive.
Calling my name, drawing me back
to old habits, and long forgotten pain.
Of a time when i was alone, with no one to hold
so cold...begging to feel anything.
He was here for me, never judging
only offering sweet relief.
And as the blood would flow, from my new scar
i was...alive.
I lifted my friend, its cold sting at my fingure tips
lifted him to my lips, and gave a soft kiss.
Then...i dropped my old friend, i watch him fall to the ground
Then i utter the last words, between me and my friend, "Im worth more then this"
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