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Aug 2019
every morning when i wake
i'm greeted by the smell of stomach aches
i wish i was not awake

each night when it is time
to rest my sleepy head
i often lay awake
and wish that i was dead
pray the lord my soul to take

every morning when i wake
it's still the smell of stomach aches
Written by
basil  16/M/bumfuck-nowhere, kentucky
(16/M/bumfuck-nowhere, kentucky)   
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