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[drowningmachine]

23words:

Every lost child,
every sad waitress,
every new prostitute,
every plastic fern,
every lost direction,
every last attempt,
everything is my hotel tragedy.

Comments

[ula_dance_again]

i like that.

[soggyfritter]

I'm sad that 23words doesn't exist any more.

Also, are you home? Give me a call, I misses you. Sunday!