Being Undressed Equals Stress
Compiling a mess.
Causing unnecessary distress.
What is wrong with you?
Why do you do what you do?
This doesn’t make sense.
Your reasons are completely dense.
I hate your excuse, it’s no use.
Everything you refuse.
But you will lose.
You’ve blown a fuse.
I don’t accuse unless it’s true.
My assets you just use.
End it all.
Against the wall.
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