don't now.
Someday wake up,
give me a cigarette!
Today is Wednesday.
I slept in.
I had a pepsi for breakfast.
I saw my therapist.
We talked about you.
I told him :
You make me smile
like a sun,
fall out of bed,
sing like a bird,
spin like a record,
crazy on a sunday night.
You make me,
dance like a fool,
forget how to breath,
shine like gold..
just a thought of you,
can drive me wild.
My therapist couldn't help me,
to fell out of love.
It's all about you, Buffy.
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