Written by Emily Harstone | May 11, 2017
See no evil, just fingers, skin.
Great beauty sometimes necessitates measured uptake.
Everything was lost, I had nothing.
Oh no, I did it again!
Did I leave the gas on?
I forgot where I buried her.
Things just couldn’t get any worse.
The sunsets so does my mind
No, please, it wasn’t my fault!
No! This can’t be happening? Not again!
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See no evil, just fingers, skin.
Great beauty sometimes necessitates measured uptake.
Everything was lost, I had nothing.
Oh no, I did it again!
Did I leave the gas on?
I forgot where I buried her.
Things just couldn’t get any worse.
The sunsets so does my mind
No, please, it wasn’t my fault!
No! This can’t be happening? Not again!