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Bullshit (2000)
mikeymell

By mikeymell

Killing myself slowly,
as the seconds slip away
into the past
that was once now,
but now is past.

I trip over my feet,
my tongue,
my cock sometimes.
When the phone rings,
it isn't for me.
But there's
noone else
here.
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