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: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading... Related
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