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Jan 2021
The messes
The faces
The curses
The presses
The aces
The purses
The ages
The adages
The appendages,

Enough about me, she fell in love with a coaster, a toaster, a boaster and a griot above all else. It was all vain. He cried in her arms and never got up. **** this stranger, give him life, give him head and head out to town. Mental gratuity brings back memories, and memories bring back, relieve closure, relive. Grieve, and agree. Do you see me? Stop looking at me.

I resign on a bad note, my friend died this morning. I choked her silently in the cold room, I am now afraid to leave the house, her clothes are still on the bed. Memento mori.
I'm stressed out! Schizophrenic possibly. Sick tonight.
Written by
Lee's Tipsy Daisy  23/M/Zimbabwe
(23/M/Zimbabwe)   
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