Miss Teabag Rescued Me
Ms. Teabag come help me
Stressful and worn out
I needed some fresh breath
I wanna taste your teabags
I wanna feel its warm
I’m drowning with sorrow
And grief stricken my soul
But Miss Teabag
When you lay down the bags
I feel a little better
Copyright © Michael Hilario | Year Posted 2012
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