Harlequinholly
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Get outA Poem by Harlequinholly |
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RemedyA Poem by Harlequinholly |
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HeartburnA Poem by HarlequinhollyIs there even an original thought left anymore? |
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Sleep hereA Poem by HarlequinhollySome sappy bullshit |
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You on repeat, regretfullyA Poem by HarlequinhollyI wrote this on a plane, 7 vodkas deep. |
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Third to FourthA Poem by HarlequinhollyThis is the process of some bullshit I used to go through. |
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TinaA Poem by HarlequinhollyI wrote this drunk in a bar about my best friend. |
