Oct2 Late at Night Posted on October 2, 2022 by Mystertim Standard Three AM and I’m staring at the mirror, No tears left, my eyes are bone dry. Searching for meaning and endlessly asking, Why won’t you let me die? 10/02/2022 Share this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading... Related
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