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Melodramatic

  • Poet
  • Feb 26
  • 1 min read

Wish they’d stop trying to trade me for some sheep to men that I don’t even want

I’m too busy counting them to go to sleep

Because where were the suitors when I couldn’t get off the bathroom floor?

Wasting time waiting for the waves to crash into me again

I’m fading away while he paints me melodramatically black and white


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