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one day they'll say it's historically inaccurate.
cut and paste my chronological timeline.
rewriting my exposition, not as boring as it sounds.
they'll write I was born to be a curse
marked the day my first cry, death of my mom. invented you to hoard the grime from my mouth.
I'm not a curse, just a tangled spine.
please let me die, burden to everybody.
if I was nobody alive, nothing changes that now.
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song inspo: cursed by ari abdul
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