UNSCRATCHED ITCH
UNSCRATCHED ITCH
It is a desperate need, an unscratched itch
I must walk away and just forget the past
Like playing roulette and hoping to get rich
But it is a different kind of die that’s cast
Be it odd or even, and I don’t care which
Just ensure that one’s new life can be a blast
I cannot be left with this irritation
So this itch I’ll scratch with anticipation
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