In the So Called Name of Love
we are so broken
so fragile
we have no innocence
not anymore
where did we go wrong
we can't speak now
we've lost power
what happened?
all we wanted
was what they wont give
so what are we left with
but nothing
so we take the blade
and lift our wrists to God
then write love on our arms
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