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GRAND MA TEACH ME TO NEEDLE MY OWN CLOTHLES,
I AM NO ASHAME TO MAKE MY OWN FLESH!
So you don’t to play!
What are you holding in your hands!
Needles for a new jumper?
Oh sweet boy what are you doing,
Don’t you see you falling to the pit of your guts!
You want a piece of me?
Just dial my number,
I am always ready for one,
Soldier show me your gun,
Make me scare!
Just a shame I don’t care,
Emptiness is my new friend!
Give me one more doll!
To forget them all!
And falls to your abyss!
Does it anyone can read between the lines?
To save me from this alleyway?
Ok, well keep knitting,
Till the face of true love come to you,
Pity I don’t believe in you!!!
COPYRIGHT @HERVE NAUDET DIT MARGOT 2014
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GRANDMA TEACH ME TO NEEDLE MY OWN CLOTHES, I AM NO ASHAME TO MAKE MY OWN FLESH! This immediately grabbed my attention, I want to think this line for a long time, forever. I am no am no ashame to make my own flesh, while that is a poewrful statement I like how you also placed such an innocent figure such as a grandma to reference that to. Really creative, powerful.
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