My Bin

Poem By Cake Face

Tissues
I have bad sinuses
I blow my nose a lot
Used razor blade
Contact lense solution bottle
Not mine
Used condom
I came early and didn't satisfy my lover
A mocking reminder of my inadequacy

Rotten apple core

There's a lot to be said for my bin.
It says a lot for me.

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