my razor is my new best friend
i spend long nights with her wishing she was someone else
although she may get under my skin at times,
i love her.
she comes to my rescue when i need it most
comforts me at times when i've sought comfort in so many places
at that moment its between her and i
i think of no one else but her
and when the day comes to a close, she invites me warmly into her arms
my razor is my new best friend
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