Mr.Do-It-Right Poem by Jewls Mircey

Mr.Do-It-Right



bind my wrists and blind my eyes
sorry mr. do-it-right but i can't go out tonight,
i'm way too busy ruining my life, killing my braincells and cutting myself with a knife.
but if you'd just wait
i might come to my senses in the end and we
can get married and pretend
there's no darkness in the world.
just think i could be mrs.do-it-right!

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