Keres Promise Kept

Arm aching...
Arm aching...?
Who writes "arm aching" on a bathroom wall?
The insane and the vain and that bitter hooker wanting a call.
She’s plumb nuts and on her cuts were smaller cuts and enough
Lithium and all the umms that start with “i” and end with her fall
There’s a saying in the place she’s from not that she would ever grab
She’s lived her life as a family call girl and takes Scotch and Valium to forget
In the meantime she writes about the love that she will never have
Alone and cold and on the floor
like millions of those that drank too much
The cool tiles of the bathroom helped her focus
on dreamy last prayers and engraven font notch
First she carved into the wall and then filled the scribe with ink
And then she turned the blade on herself and dropped the needle in the sink
Arm aching, Arm aching
The Angels sang and trumpets soared with choir
Arm aching, Arm aching
were mumbled words as her veins filled with fire
Arm aching, Arm aching...
The last thing she said before she turned to fall
Arm aching... Arm aching...
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