Good morning,
What's my pain today?
Is it all the drugs
I don't
Take your hands off me
I don't feel the way
I did in yesterdays.
I don't know you.
What's the use in my
Mind if it can't think right?
What's the point in my love
If it dies like a heart sick dove?
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