Z E T H A Z Z E T' S:HER REALITY RIDE
from the womb to the holiday
Thursday, October 27, 2011
like a prick.or worse.
things arent at ease.
nothing has gone better.
Story went amiss.
the wound havent recovered.
She's gloomy as ever.
I want a dot.You know we pleading an epilogue.
At least they're unseen,unheard for now.
Dear God.
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