Blended in lost words, and miss used feelings. Glassed in the memories of past blossoms, savored in scared wounds. Chilled for ignorance & blame. Served with bitterness. Rosted offense, baked for disaster. My stumic is turning, Rocking in turmoil.
I can't take it any more-
Stop, please stop.
Irrational.
Irreplaceable.
Impatient.
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