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Lost cause

I’m like a running lava
Everything I dare to touch turns to ash
The brave one that dares to touch me
Turn me hard, cold
I destroy everything in my path
I’ll warn you to protect your heart
Cause I am a lost cause

©️2022 Anita Johnson

Don’t be a pessimist be an optimist

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I am a weird kid who likes to write the weird type with a little spice adore nature with the eye spend time reading whatever I like.

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