My time of the monththe time i miss you the most
You're not here, still i wish you were.
it's my time of the month, time to sit still
time to cure my wounds and time to heal.
It's my time of the month,
the time to cry my aborted babies
the time to look at my own maybes
it's my time of the month, let's celebrate
I'm still fertile. Let's celebrate.
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