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Tonight I might not wash my face Or brush my teeth Tomorrow I might stay in bed Not eat breakfast And just eat dinner instead I'll turn off my phone And close all the doors Keep the windows shut Sleep half the day And spend the night awake I'll feel useless ***** Depressed Finally The next day I'll open the curtains Turn on my phone Let the fresh air Mixed with rain Rush in I'll clean up Shower And eat I'm still depressed Yet I'm a bit over it
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Nov 11, 2017
Nov 11, 2017 at 12:41 AM UTC
Week-ends
Tonight I might not wash my face Or brush my teeth Tomorrow I might stay in bed Not eat breakfast And just eat dinner instead I'll turn off my phone And close all the doors Keep the windows shut Sleep half the day And spend the night awake I'll feel useless ***** Depressed Finally The next day I'll open the curtains Turn on my phone Let the fresh air Mixed with rain Rush in I'll clean up Shower And eat I'm still depressed Yet I'm a bit over it
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Nov 11, 2017
Nov 11, 2017 at 12:41 AM UTC
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