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Enormous fake ***** she thinks she walks on water, no wait it is wine cheap at that. I see her buy it sometimes at 6 in the morning at the local supermarket, when she thinks no one else can see. and she always pulls me aside gives me a sloppy kiss on my cheek. and then proceeds to tell me her latest personal fiasco. or about this current lover or that and how he isn't quite right. and he never calls her back, or that he is so inadequate in bed. it almost puts her to sleep. She is a woman running on empty. Today I woke up it was 5:45 a.m. and I didn't want to stir from bed. didn't need my trix cereal fix that bad. I said to myself. didn't want to go to the supermarket just to see if she was dead.
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Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 12:34 PM UTC
Debra's dilemma / the nowhere poems
Enormous fake ***** she thinks she walks on water, no wait it is wine cheap at that. I see her buy it sometimes at 6 in the morning at the local supermarket, when she thinks no one else can see. and she always pulls me aside gives me a sloppy kiss on my cheek. and then proceeds to tell me her latest personal fiasco. or about this current lover or that and how he isn't quite right. and he never calls her back, or that he is so inadequate in bed. it almost puts her to sleep. She is a woman running on empty. Today I woke up it was 5:45 a.m. and I didn't want to stir from bed. didn't need my trix cereal fix that bad. I said to myself. didn't want to go to the supermarket just to see if she was dead.
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Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 12:34 PM UTC
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