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EPILOGUE
I didn't really do much when you left me ...
I recreated the scene
I shrugged my shoulders
I blamed you
I switched the radio on
I recreated the scene again
I switched it off
I wrote a poem
I cried a little
I ate some chocolate
I squeezed a pimple four times
Then I ate some more
I yelled at my sister
I kicked the dog
I did some exercises
I forgot to feed the budgerigar
It didn't matter
He never cooks for me
I loaded a gun
I went for a walk
I watched a red sunset
I thought of you
I bit my nails til they were red
I put on some red lipstick
To be like the sunset
I shut my bedroom blind
I squashed a spider
I changed my clothes
I heard a motor bike rider
Scream down the street
... Thinking it was you
I cleaned my teeth
I thought of love and understanding
I thought of you
Then I shot myself in the foot. | 
