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she said she floated upon the breeze, a feather
yet now she feels the disease and is under the weather
perhaps it was the negative chat rooms
perhaps it was a shadow cast by a certain someone in gloom
perhaps it was the violence and gore I assume
perhaps it was a lack of tilling the womb
tick tock, where is the groom?
her uterus is left a vacant tomb
30 30
on the way
30 30
an age of dismay
rush and ye shall be displeased
to seek a harvest through a smokers wheeze
