picking up the needle

By
picking up the needle.
to carve in you're name.
into my arm, I feel all the pain.

Loving you is'nt as easy.
from what everyone else has did.
I barley have any heart to left give.

Wanting you to be here,
crying in vain. I wont
lose all my hope, because
I still have you're name.





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