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Reader discretion advised. “The Curse and the Cure”
I hurt for you,
Then, now, and my whole life through.
I hurt for him, her and the next,
For last time and this time, I’m a motherfuckin wreck.
No body knows that shit but me,
That this butterfly ain’t as free as she’d like to be.
I’ve lived this way,
It’s why I sway and sway,
I dance, in a trance,
In the dark, feel the expanse.
I've never had a choice,
But I’ve l...
Wednesday 7th April 2021 5:51 pm
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