I let you stick me with needles like a pincushion
But eventually you lost interest
And I had no more room for abuse
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She Felt Like Home
PoetryOriginal Poetry Collection: We don't get to choose who we love, or when we stop loving those who don't treat our hearts quite right. And sometimes, we don't get to change the fact that even if they weren't the one they still felt like home. And it's...
Home Is Painful
I let you stick me with needles like a pincushion
But eventually you lost interest
And I had no more room for abuse