The Blow-Crystal Serenade

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Pressure!

Ever creeping,
Ever growing,
Never knowing what to say…
If i do this, should I do this?
Against me, they will turn and sway
Oh, never knowing what this world is
Makes easier, every day.
To love thy veins
With such sweet essence
Relieves all the hardest growing pains.
So, if I fall in death tonight,
Does bereavement serve them right?
Was it my choice, was it the lure
To use my secret paramour?





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