Sun won't make you smile.
your too cold at night.
Dreading daylight.
Couldn't tell like cracked tile.
Until you get close.
Then you're layin on the bathroom floor...
Wasted.
Next day,
Wishing today was like yesterday.
Except it's like this every day.
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\'JoeWolf, (Pseudonym) (
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