drip
drip
drip
drip
she had a
choice
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drip
drip
he had a
voice
drip
drip
they could've
helped
drip
no one
helped
drip
is what
they think
drip
gone in
a wink
drip
. . .
drip
. . .
drip
. . .
drip
. . .
YOU ARE READING
My poems
PuisiI tried if nothing else i'm not good nor am i okay but oh well i tried if nothing else
