Pardon me while I burst.....
A decade ago, I never thought I would be,
At twenty three, on the verge of
spontaneous combustion. Woe-is-me. But I
guess that it comes with the territory; an
ominous landscape of
never ending calamity
I need you to hear, I need you to see that I have
had all I can take and
exploding seems like a definite possibility
to
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