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I threw up this morning...
And all my anger came out, my tears, my fears,
they came too.
My head between my legs; empty stomach so the main component is stomach fluid.
Bile if you want to get technical.
Nonetheless, like the others, freely it made it's way out.
Although, this new yellow stain in my shirt won't come out, the stain on the
floor will be hard to scrubb out.
I left a text in my phone from my mistress; the hate and uncertainty in their eyes...
I know will NEVER come out.
Now that I have been fully exposed, FORCED out into plain sight.
So I sit in the midst of ALL this yet again; but before I at least had my most
inner thoughts and feelings hidden away.
But this morning...everything I had left...out.
Out and flushed down the toilet drain.