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Dec 2015
She woke up to an eery sight
seems that somehow during the night
a shadow (or something!) had crept into her room
and brought with it a giant box full of gloom
and though she tried hard to seal that huge box
it wouldn't close even with one of her best locks
and out spilled the gloom all over the freakin' place
and now she's wearing that **** gloom on her face...
but no, it didn't just stop there--
somehow it leached into her hair
and ran across her feet, her legs as well
and now she stands wondering, is she living in hell?
just one of those days, I guess...
Ami Shae
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Ami Shae
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