Don't Fear the Cuts
Do my eyes deceive me?
I look down at the red seeping from my skin
But I feel nothing.
The blade was too sharp
Too dangerous to think of using, but I did it anyway.
How stupid of me.
Should have listened to her, my mom
Oh now I realize why she said it
"Don't you start shaving young lady!"
...maybe she was right
But I now denounce you, razor.
I will not succumb the fear you provoke
Let us all band together,
We will not be ruled by a piece of metal,
Instead, we will rule all metals-all the world-with our ultra smooth legs
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