Soul Cleavage
Wednesday, February 25, 2004
Alrighty.
I toss and turn in bed in the wee hours of the morning,
my eyes wouldn't shut,
am coughing as if my lung's gonna tear apart,
my work's unfinished and never ending,
someone please give me
her
now.
Bottom line :
I miss you
,
so much please.
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