I dissociateAnd think about dyingWithout any control,S’pose there’s no use in denyingTheres a hole in my soul.I say I’m happy, but I’m lying(And …
Uneaten plate.
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Thank you for sharing again, this one means so much to me 💗
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It’s fabulous writing, you should be proud!
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