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Cool, but...

by Johnny Crimson

You made it,
you're magic;
they've branded your name.

Yet fainting
and falling,
her sickness remains.

All this product now
that I'm left with;
must abide her laws...

Please wake up,
just for a sec;
we've got orders to pump out, my love.


Posted on 07/02/2018
Copyright © 2024 Johnny Crimson

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