I woke up, and wished that I was dead.
with an aching in my head.
I lay motionless in bed.
I thought of you, and where you’d gone.
And let the world spin madly on.
June 20, 2011
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I woke up, and wished that I was dead.
with an aching in my head.
I lay motionless in bed.
I thought of you, and where you’d gone.
And let the world spin madly on.