I know it’s not healthy
The crying
The drinking
The drugs
The oversleeping
Everyday
Since he left
But I need a replacement for him
He was sun
He was my high
He was my drink
He was my love.
And now he’s gone.
Sep 10, 2018
Sep 10, 2018 at 12:35 PM UTC
I know it’s not healthy
The crying
The drinking
The drugs
The oversleeping
Everyday
Since he left
But I need a replacement for him
He was sun
He was my high
He was my drink
He was my love.
And now he’s gone.
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