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Unbreakable Branches
My words were sharp and weary,
It pierced from your burgundy coat.
Chastising your minor malady,
Somewhat to care for an antidote.
You met the dawn after work,
Drowsy and brittle like my fork. ...
It pierced from your burgundy coat.
Chastising your minor malady,
Somewhat to care for an antidote.
You met the dawn after work,
Drowsy and brittle like my fork. ...
