They Need to Up My Meds
(Another very unlike my normal work.)
They Need to Up My Meds
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Sunday 14th October 2012 1:07 pm
Dear Facebook
A little poem that is very much not in my usual style!
Dear Facebook,
We have known each other a long time now,
and whilst I know you will always be there for me,
it is with a heavy heart that I must tell you the following:
We can no longer be together.
It’s not you.
It’s me.
Honestly.
I find I can’t keep away from you,
and I have so much work to do t...
Thursday 27th September 2012 5:51 pm
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