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counting

I can't count on yours

     you said i could but i can't

you don't stand by any kind of truth

       much less my shamelessly abandoned ones

Time brags how she moves you; oh how she brags and mocks your bravado

 

You said

     you won't hurt me no more

      you won't hurt me no more

       you won't hurt me no more

Well at least

         you won't hurt me no more

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Martin Elder

Thu 17th Oct 2024 11:12

I like this . It feels like a song

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