the curse stowed upon me

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Sad face 
Slow pace
Suttle silver silence 
Pissy practical patience 

I'm in love with you
I attempt to love others
Yet none are you
I never meant to smother 
You、

I need you Sarah
It hurts more than anything 
I thought I was a king
It turns out I need a carer 

It all ended the same way
Two times in a way
It makes it feel worse
Almost like a curse

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 23, 2019 ⏰

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