Oh, Curse Me
Plucked like water from a well,
snatched like oxygen from the air.
You never asked for this
and i never asked for you,
so i guess we're both in the
same predicament, no?
Sat in my car and drank away the days.
Sat in my car and drank to life
each new phrase.
I gave you shape with ink,
now give me hope with syllables.
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