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A Thistle’s Kiss Curse
This is only a verse I wrote, you may add other elements to it if you wish!
“A thistle’s kiss, So sharp, no bliss, Engulfs your mind(‘cause you’re a prick), You will feel pain when you’re a dick, Soon it will swallow your soul, An evil thing, as black as coal, Though you may cry, though you may pray, Nobody will be there to save the day.”
- Mod Faye
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I hate it when you're preoccupied and you forget you made tea an hour ago.... Then when you finally remember to take a drink, it's all nasty and cold. Blech.
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