Midnight Dream Train To Nowhere
so beautiful is she when she smiles
so lovely is she even when she frowns
so far away is she and i can still feel her touch
so wishing she felt for me in the same way i feel for her
reality is like a common cold seducing you to a particular excitement after three days
then you end up with the flu in a cold darkness while longing for a humidifier
after that your throat is sore and you so yearn some type of cough drop of lozenge
only you end up disappointed when day seven comes and you are still suffering so
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