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I can not put my hoover down , I would rather make love too my hoover, more than a man. My dusters I fluster As I rub over my skin I'm clean, there clean I'm excited with mr sheen. Well , with Mrs fairy I better not go there,I found her very scary, I love cleaning it excites me within, When I do my dishes I have a massive grin. With my mop I can reach every spot I had Mr flash on my floor also up against the door. I have o.c.d. you see, I just love to clean ,  it makes me want too scream This is a obsession a thing I have too do putting my house write how is dose so excite. I love cleaning.
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Feb 1, 2018
Feb 1, 2018 at 11:45 AM UTC
O.c.d.
You claw across the room too me Distorted in shadows you reach for me I sweat I shake I'm gonna brake You call so gently too me Come my dear You will rest with me,mentally you collect me, This addiction is getting too me I shake I swear I'm in dispair I'm gonna break I have too take My heads so dark in this space Embrace me it shouts Just take me now We will feel better No black clouds I take. The guilt the blame the emptiness the same, darkness came , I took painkillers Just too feel better No better I was My addiction, I have to really fight for me. I will fight the fight too be drug free. Just sometimes this fight is hard for me.
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Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 7:43 PM UTC
Addiction for me.2018 January x