my shoe is on fire
it smells of glue
i haven't melted anything in days
i thought i'd got over the worst of
it but it's reared it's ugly head. i'm
sitting down, i was sitting down, i think
i'll sit down.
maybe whatever it is will
stop stabbing at my neck- melt this, melt that
leave me alone.
lin e d
col d
o d
co e d
n erd.
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