Drag a chair across the floor.Scratch your name into the wood above
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my door.You really gave it your all, buy you're finishedhere.You are
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finished here! I say to myself.I color like a virus.It's so fucking
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unhealthy. Wrapped up so cozy I could easily go unaware.When I open
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up I spill over and over and over.My eyes burn like sores so I keep
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them closed whenever I can.
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Headless, Sleeping Soundly
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| Love Lost But Not Forgotten |
