Spine
What do you need from me?
I'm here to lick your self-inflicted wounds,
Turning selfish hearts, in time, to something far more valid.
I'm here, a spine, for selfless times,
A backbone if it's needed.
I'm here, and here to stay.
Copyright © Annabelle Jane | Year Posted 2012
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