Reduce, Reuse, Recycle
I'll write my fears on bathroom stalls for all the people to see.
The people I refuse to miss in cities that refuse to miss me.
Refuse, Refuse, Refuse, Refuse,
Reuse, Reuse, Reuse, Reuse,
Ruse, Ruse, Ruse, Ruse.
I lied.
Copyright © Chrissy .e. | Year Posted 2015
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