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Carnage
Not by any means ready
I needed time to prepare
The whole thing rushed
Not even done my hair
Our first date was a joy
You polished up my id
Later it was downhill
Absolving what you did
Stop at such carnage?
Damage far too raw
May as well see it out
Let us call it a draw
Its become a pattern
Anguish, I'm a sucker
Clutch what I can get
I ne...
Monday 2nd November 2020 10:36 am
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