StressA Poem by Jenni-Chanit killsStress,
it kills, it murders, and the victims, murdered. they die a slow, painful, death. Die! Die! Die! Stress die! We don't want you alive! Go away! And don't come back! © 2011 Jenni-ChanAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on November 10, 2011 Last Updated on November 18, 2011 AuthorJenni-ChanBoone, IAAboutI am insane. But that is nothing new. Everyone who knows me knows that I can overcome any difference! Ahem. Excuse me. I can overcome any difference. Even my own insanity. Though arguing with yourself.. more..Writing
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