joseph balsamo

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you cussed out the wrongings
of mine.
we draw a thick line
on the sand.
what have you said?
i couldn't catch it, i'm standing on the other side.
My bad!


i never hold a grudge against you.
you're the O2 to my lungs.
that fierceness won't last
for too long.
so true


the cauldron boiling, the flame's rising.
sacred word aspoken.
you're a cagliostro token.
a heartbroken sorcerer.



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