I
am thin and sharp.
You
hate me for my sharpness;
Taylor
loves my sharp-end,
Crafts
on the fabric,
Paint
brush of the seamstress,
You
hate me for my sharpness;
But
cures you with an injection,
By
plugging into a syringe.
Helps
blood In and push blood out.
I
am what I am.
I
am thin and Sharp.
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