Chapter 23: May
How many of these are you gonna write tonight
What a waste
All these words and yet you can't speak
Let everyone stare
No apologies
Your words are useless
As much as you are
You are just a waste of space
A poor excuse
No one wanted
Everyone will leave
No one would want to stay
Why won't you kill yourself
Poor old may
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