sweet november

I will gladly pick up the

Pain of your migrane

To give you the pleasure

Of thinking again

You're strong

And I like it

But most times

You're too strong

And I don't know how

I just don't know how

I've got no idea

How to get to you

If you ever consider

Being my friend

Be aware

I'll try to hold your hand

When you recoil

I will hurt

And you won't care

But I'll still look on

With eyes that do

Just so you know

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