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Clothing Line
cut from a different cloth
dyed in the wool you pulled over your eyes
you made your bed now lie on it
tomorrow
is a wonderful day to die innit
I dress my wounds
and wear my heart on my sleeve
with cuff links & fingers crossed
Thursday 4th July 2024 8:41 pm
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