my mind is a hoarder
and my heart is a fallen bolder
my minds living room is filled with stressful junk
and i’ve been trying to find this smell, and it was you that stunk
- Authors: Leaaa
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- Finished: July 9th, 2019 17:00
- Limit: 10 stanzas
- Invited: Public (any user can participate)
- Category: Short story
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Comments1
Stinky skunk...need to do some clearing do you can think lighter and brighter...🌹
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