PlasticA Chapter by Dr. YumnaKayTired ramblings.The day yawns its boredom at times, as the creases on noon's face, ever- increasing, intensify. I have hidden, layers and layers, my skin peeling away, sallow, as the moon taunts me in this dance of life. I laugh it off, often, the sound still strange to my unaccustomed ears, but I must, I am told. I do not seek pleasure, except for what I have become; I am born plastic and a mixture of rock. Watch me fade. ..
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3 Reviews Added on October 12, 2018 Last Updated on October 14, 2018 AuthorDr. YumnaKayGlasgow, Scotland, United KingdomAbout|Dentist| |Poet| |Writer| |Realist| |Enthusiast| |Eccentric| |Egocentric| |Anti-social| |INTJ| |Cancerian| more..Writing
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