Photo by Juan Manuel Merino on Unsplash
I was born with a curse
Accidentally given to me by my mother
Life just couldn’t control its thirst
So here I am another
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I was warned about the tears
We all crucially have to face
That every eye is a piercing spear
Ready to get a taste
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I was taught to be a soldier
Head high, arms raised
But every eye gets a little bit colder
I fear I’ll be put into a grave
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