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This Time Around
Let it go,
let it flow -
cut it with your words.
Slash at every piece of it
until it finally hurts.
Tear and open up old wounds,
pouring in the salt.
Take aim at it and fire away,
pinning down the fault.
Yeah, all those little thing
that you pathetically hold
onto so desperately
as you continue to get old.
You’re like the dog the scripture say...
Saturday 16th March 2024 10:57 am
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