June 11th
Watching rain pour down
Lyric sheet remains bone dry
This is so hopeless
Well, it would seem that this journal is really beginning to pay off. I've managed a haiku.
Now excuse me while I remove one of these pages and go slit my wrists.

June 11th
Watching rain pour down
Lyric sheet remains bone dry
This is so hopeless
Well, it would seem that this journal is really beginning to pay off. I've managed a haiku.
Now excuse me while I remove one of these pages and go slit my wrists.
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