Apr 2020
I’m not bursting at the seams,
I’ve begun to ooze out between the seams.
I want to cry out, "I’m melting!"
but I’m so tired.
I’ve begun to ooze out between the seams.
I want to cry out, "I’m melting!"
but I’m so tired.
(32/F/The Island of Misfit Toys)
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