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by Mar 12, 2020
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Cracked like a dry clay how can i stay? Poetry

Cracked like a dry clay how can i stay? Poetry

cracked like a dry clay
how can i stay?

fear me, my darlin'
fear me for who i am

for no one is coming
to save us today

and each tender moment
cuts a new crack on my frame.

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