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Plug it in Breathe in deep Let it flow Warm and clear I burn my skin As I quietly weep No one will know Life's end draws near It burns but I grin
I'm not gonna lie it burns for me to say this faster than our love apparently you thought we should quit said you couldn't love me before you love yourself
One morning I woke to the sound of my Family's despair, and I ready myself for the day ahead and descend down my aunt's stairs. Why me? I asked myself sorrowfully.