Sometimes my sentences end
incomplete and without
clear directions.
It's the stress,
it pains my head
and eyes.
It makes me want to throw up, sleep, and cry.
May 11, 2020
May 11, 2020 at 9:58 PM UTC
Sometimes my sentences end
incomplete and without
clear directions.
It's the stress,
it pains my head
and eyes.
It makes me want to throw up, sleep, and cry.
Hard times right now
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