The Urge

The urge is here
The urge is near
The urge isn't really all that dear
It hurts to think
It really does stink
It hurts to cry
So, I just let out a little sigh
I finally cry
My tears are getting dry
I'm done getting high
This is not another lie
I'm ready to fly
High up in the sky

by Ferret Girl

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