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May 2020
Heartache doesn't **** you -
No matter what they say
And love? It just grows bitter anyway
You can't eat it, you can't drink it
It won't keep a roof above your head
What use have I for it?

My parents lost it long ago
A bitter memory in the snow
My sister found too much
My brother is of ****** ballads -
A strange and terrible love
No one survives it

We are as much Ice as Plague
And the Wind that drives the blinding snow
Demons and ghosts and pale forgotten things
Each bloodied and broken
Love ruins us all I'll have no part in it
Something Simple
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     Billie Marie and Something Simple
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