I had to get blood drawn this morning.
I have REALLY good veins.
The nurse fucked up horribly.
My arm hurts.
I look like an addict.
Once my lover, now my friend.
What a cruel thing to pretend.
What a cunning way to condescend.
Once my lover, now my friend.
Oh, you creep up like the clouds.
And you set my soul to ease.
Then you let your love abound.
And you
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