dryerA Poem by blti can hear the drying machine.
i can hear the
drying machine and it's faint hum spinning, spinning and i hope it's louder than my choked sobs and gasps i cant breathe breathe breathe breathe in, out this does nothing in, out why do i try in, out i still ache ding, the dryer's done it was enough time for the clothes to dry yet my face is wet
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Added on December 18, 2016 Last Updated on January 11, 2017 |

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