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The black cat crossed my path

On Friday

On the thirteenth

It brought luck

And the death of something

When I saw your face wincing

At the sight of my car

Drove opposite of you

And I thought about giving you a ride

I thought of giving you a hug good bye

And an offer for you 

To stay

Or go

I held to my respect

Holdfast to all that I fought to repair

Drove the demons

That you

Placed 

In My Fucking Heart

Attempting to turn purity to pyrite

Fog up my sight

And mold me into a dog

I don’t expose my belly so easily 

Instinct saves my hide

And luck

On the thirteenth 

On Friday

When the black cat crossed my path.