dog

I'm just a dog
Licking my wounds
From the thing I love to do
Self-inflicted, feeling aimless
Gee, I thought this would be painless
Strength in numbers, march alone
April comes, I feel my bones
Wish it better
Will it into existence
May the truth read on pink litmus
I'm just a dog licking my wounds



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