Oh woe what am I to do? You're telling me to change but I don't know how to. I don't even know how I am now. What do you expect from me anyway, a deep, apologetic bow?
That's what I thought, not what I did. Because I gave her a big, deep bow and even offered her a quid. She denied the money and shuffled away. I guess I'll spend that little bit on another day.
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Turquoise Emotions
PoetryI am trying to cope with my chaotic, hectic self. These are my late-night thoughts.
