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leave the tv on switching channels every minute for something you have not seen, then lose the remote somewhere in the bed, now, you stuck on an infomercial for fulfilling a need you did not know you were needing play ka-glom, an older version, of candy crush while not watching tv, but hearing the sounds as warmth, comforting read poetry, write some, trivial sit puff stuff, like this or stuff about suicide - argh and every pandora ballad rhymes with everyone sad poet up to take a **** visit the vast emptiness of the refrigerator cause you ate it all, and was consumed thereby The two concessions to Pretend is you leave her side of the bed undisturbed and the lights off and when she calls and asks how ya sleeping, you say fine, for what else can you say, you already wrote so exquisitely, re life without her here, sad mad bad the boss knocks into your chair, around three in the sleepy afternoon, thinking "that boy, what a party animal!" ain't that the truth...
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May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 3:12 AM UTC
how to sleep alone when not used to it
leave the tv on switching channels every minute for something you have not seen, then lose the remote somewhere in the bed, now, you stuck on an infomercial for fulfilling a need you did not know you were needing play ka-glom, an older version, of candy crush while not watching tv, but hearing the sounds as warmth, comforting read poetry, write some, trivial sit puff stuff, like this or stuff about suicide - argh and every pandora ballad rhymes with everyone sad poet up to take a **** visit the vast emptiness of the refrigerator cause you ate it all, and was consumed thereby The two concessions to Pretend is you leave her side of the bed undisturbed and the lights off and when she calls and asks how ya sleeping, you say fine, for what else can you say, you already wrote so exquisitely, re life without her here, sad mad bad the boss knocks into your chair, around three in the sleepy afternoon, thinking "that boy, what a party animal!" ain't that the truth...
nat-lipstadt
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99/M/NYC/Lippstadt/Kraków
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 3:12 AM UTC
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