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By the water...

I'm not gonna drown myself...
the sun is going down...
the guy who gave me a ride...
is pitching a tent for us -
I'm fucking him for the ride.

I just came down here to piss..
Not drown myself.
I only tried that once.
Figured I'd finish what...
my Mom once started!

I got too scared. Flashback.
He's calling me. Tent's up!
We didn't exchange names.
Body fluids are enough -
fair trade for the ride.

I'll probably just lay there.
I walked miles today.
I'm tired.  I'll play dead.
Or, I could drown myself...
He could find and fuck my corpse!

Coin flip.  I'll live through it!
Written by Paulajobi (Paula Jobi)
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