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That Time Of The Month

She curled up like a ball

Didn’t care of the world at all.

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It hurt and made her cranky

Anxious and often angry.

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She also gets so moody

All because it’s the time of month to be bloody.

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Her cravings grow stronger

She can’t fight it any longer.

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Chocolate is her comfort

It eases the discomfort.

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She massages her aching abdomen to ease the pain

And wishes she could just stay in bed all day again.

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