Good morning, heart ache. You old gloomy sight. Thought we said good bye last night. I tossed and turned until you seemed gone, .. but here you are, with the dawn. I wish I could forget you, but it seems you're here to stay. It.. grows by the day.
Good morning, heart ache. What's new? It seems I simply can't shake you. Might as well get used to.. having you around.
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