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Bad News.

Heaven knows I'm miserable

and you're insanely incredible.

But how sure are you

that I'm no bad news?

 

Danger hangs around his neck.

Another trouble night ahead.

As if the government would pay

for all the crazy nights we'd faced.

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Written by
corporalstag
23 / F
Published
May 30, 2018
Lines·Words
8·40
Tags
#h#bad#news#love
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