.I'm becoming over exposed like a photograph at the edge of your toes. Waithing to be picked up, and stuck up on you bedroom wall. And as the bluetac fades away, along with the photograph one might say. That it's all over, the well is dry, mouthes are shut and arms are tied.
What can I say .
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