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Depression is a drag queen She sashays across the floor Covered in sparkles and makeup So you almost forget. You almost forget how alone you feel How the bar is empty
made for mama's hands yes. i can fit mine in though an 80s selfie
Carry the One. carry,.. drag.. discard! -futile. GRIPPING my face, Clawing me back..                         My affliction.    my burden. MY BURDEN. carry, drag.   Lost within my own
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