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What a web Of clever widows. The venom burns, Acid lapped wounds, Too early for the pain to subsist. And of what I know, She has yet to confess And likely never remit.
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Jun 26, 2023
Jun 26, 2023 at 6:44 AM UTC
I Think You Should Leave
What a web Of clever widows. The venom burns, Acid lapped wounds, Too early for the pain to subsist. And of what I know, She has yet to confess And likely never remit.
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Jun 26, 2023
Jun 26, 2023 at 6:44 AM UTC
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