I was walking the street

From day one, you looked at me with disgust.... but it wasn't my fault.

I want you to tell me, what you know about, "that life?"

You set me on fire just to watch me burn

TRIGGER WARNING

I fell in love, with a brown-haired, summer rain; a twinkling, fountain of locs, with golden streaks of curly, waved, sunshine.

he is a world away

Fear

Hounds of disgust

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