The Urge Poem by Ferret Girl
The Urge
Rating: ★5.0
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
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