There are four little words that come over me
Four little words that control me
Four little words that consume me
Four little words that break me
Four little words that own me
Four little words that can end me
I'm not worth it
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Sing and Dance
PoetrySing and Dance all your troubles away, and maybe they'll come back another day #98 in Poetry (9/6/16) #48 in Poetry (9/7/16)
