The End of the Worst Month Ever

frivolous february


Pretty sure I've got brain damage now
Because I'm stranded
Thinking about the world inside a tiny box
And my head's making noises like some screws inside a tin
When I shake it
I've been impaled by life
And the strikes aren't stopping
The blows are getting harder
The aches are stretching farther up and down
My left side


Fuck February


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