I'm not crazy.

I found myself a new man.


God, I hope so.


I say - Oh, you're playing hard to catch?

I say - I know who you are.

I say - You're mine.

Stop. Squirming.

I gag - Just one more kiss.




Every piece of me crumbles and I know not for the last time.

I'm not crazy.

Just lonely.

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