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Apr 2020
I'm all mixed up
ready to blow
explode into pieces
and then turn into a stink of a mold.

The experiment was a fool's mistake
all that's left of me, a shell.

That's why I shouldn't have let myself go
in order to make myself yours.
Written by
Anne Shirley-Darcy  F/USA + S. KOREA
(F/USA + S. KOREA)   
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   Joseph Miller
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