Quiet girl
Purple eyes
Heavy and ready to leak
Arms so sore
Can't take much more
Or find the strength to speak
Tired girl
Throbbing head
Sleeping the day away
Swallow some pills
This headache, it kills
Will it ever go away?
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Brain Goo: A Collection Of Poems
PoetryMy brain is filled with dirt and goo Some leaked out, so I'll share it with you
