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Just a sore lip ?

Just a sore lip ?

I’ve got a canker on my lip.. it’s making me as sick as a chip !!
This dam mouth ulcer has spreaded well and really is as sore as hell !!
Eeh if it’s not one thing it is another.. Oh how I wish I still had my Mother:(

As I am squirting Bonjella from out of the tubes and filling my mouth with frozen ice cubes.. Just a sore lip has got me in a plight coz I can’t get to sleep and I’ve lost my appetitie!!!

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Greg Etsell

i think you should
go to the doc 
for that one 

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Jill Tait

Thats not mine coz mine worse lol xx

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Jill Tait

Ay will ring on monday if no better luv xx

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Greg Etsell

today dont they
have urgent care
you can go to 

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Jill Tait

Noo its not urgent ill b fine honest luv xx

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Greg Etsell

i wrote this poem just now
when sent it i was block
dont understand that 
and it was good one
it was called love on the mountain
very hot and steamy poem
i will try agin if can remmber
how it goes 
 

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Greg Etsell

well its done 
i think it time to take a shower 
i write this 2 time oh boy
now i am done

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