Written by Emily Harstone | May 24, 2017
Stop crossing your fingers for me!
I’m back. Revenge will be sweet.
Reaching out to grasp for Excalibur
There is no straw to clutch.
Yes! Yes! Yes! What? Screw you!
HELP me!! I have American healthcare!
On one hand, touch the sky.
Reaching out, for one last hope.
Finally at the end, he knew.
Still able to pray one handed.
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Stop crossing your fingers for me!
I’m back. Revenge will be sweet.
Reaching out to grasp for Excalibur
There is no straw to clutch.
Yes! Yes! Yes! What? Screw you!
HELP me!! I have American healthcare!
On one hand, touch the sky.
Reaching out, for one last hope.
Finally at the end, he knew.
Still able to pray one handed.