My little friend (mine)

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I have a friend that brings me relief,
He's small, he's silver, he releases the grief.
He pierces my skin, allows blood to flow,
He leaves little marks wherever he goes.

He tells me it's ok I don't need to be tough,
But then one night I said "that's enough."

I put him away, I said goodbye,
I might see you again some other time...

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