Ever since I let myself give in,
It never felt this way
Too Early, Too soon. . .
Never was this great but then. . .
You were COLD
Colder than my Beer. . .
Bitter than my pill. . .
Headaches..
...Chills
Brain freezing Conflicts. . .
Plenty of Work,
And no more time to play. . .
It makes one's life gray. . .
Couldn't do anything else but stay. . .
Questioning. . .
Should I hold on?
Should I call it?
Is there a right to choose?
Love is a choice anyway. . .
Will you choose for us?
For the good of us?
If there is still us. . .
I'm starting to get tired. . .
It never felt this way
Too Early, Too soon. . .
Never was this great but then. . .
You were COLD
Colder than my Beer. . .
Bitter than my pill. . .
Headaches..
...Chills
Brain freezing Conflicts. . .
Plenty of Work,
And no more time to play. . .
It makes one's life gray. . .
Couldn't do anything else but stay. . .
Questioning. . .
Should I hold on?
Should I call it?
Is there a right to choose?
Love is a choice anyway. . .
Will you choose for us?
For the good of us?
If there is still us. . .
I'm starting to get tired. . .
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