Cursed Blood
A festering wound
This I know
Always within me
Scraping misery
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Draining the life-blood
Of my ambition
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Alpha and omega
A flower pressing to bloom from the bud
Only to be stopped by the scorch of the sun—
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Will I be the one?
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Will I be the one?
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Let our fate, be unspun
Curse and blessing of what’s in me
Half-blood, young-blood, on and on…
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Can I fix it
All that I see?
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Far as the light can touch
Hey apa, is it enough?
I love you as you drink the cursed blood
It has its grips on you,
I understand that enough
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I’ll hold you as I have
Even when it courses through your veins
I promise like you’ve loved me, I’ll love you the same—
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I hope I can be the star
To show you
That one of us can make it out
Snuffed no more
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Tell me all about
Your times on the floor
And I’ll hold your hand as it shakes—