I need some arms to cry in, no need to say a word.
Its not that anythings wrong per say.
Just want to fold and crumble at least one day a weak,
To not be strong , take on the world, and rising to my feet.
I need strong arms to hold me, for just a little while,
Theres nothing wrong , dont question me...its just I need a cry.
BY Anita D'Ambrosie
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