Stop
I'm taking a break from all this hustle.
My mind is in a swirl, my nerves in a bustle.
My thoughts are scattered like a broken puzzle.
My mouth just won't stop, I need a muzzle.
I think i need a good big guzzle,
And you beside me just to snuggle.
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