Commiserate, Please
Don’t tell me how
magnificent it was,
While
I am laying here sick in my bed,
With aches and pains, and
my brain full of fuzz.
Don’t tell me how
magnificent it was.
Keep to yourself the
excitement and buzz.
Just tell me how much you
missed me instead.
Don’t tell me how
magnificent it was,
While I am laying here
sick in my bed.
From April 22, tell
me/don’t tell me
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