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Jul 2016
One day I broke down, I took the job.

"I just wanted to destroy something beautiful..."                    
     "Yeah, beautiful and toxic. what were you thinking?"
"who are you?"         
   "I'm your ******* muse, *******"
"no, no, no. just, please... leave me alone?"       
    "nope"    
"****"          
   "do you love me?"
"how could-  i mean, what...."          
   "touch me"
" god.   ******...."
It was going to be a long, long day.
Who's going to get anything done with her around?
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wes parham
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wes parham  Atlanta, GA
(Atlanta, GA)   
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