i don't know how i feel about
bitter-sweet
bitter-sweet
i don't know how i feel about
that.
these days i have been in close quarters
with
sad
sweet
sad
sweet
lives in this bare yellow room
sad
sweet
looks at me through eight eyes
sad
sweet
in a teapot
sad
sweet
sticks a needle in my arm
hundreds of
sad
sweet
times
sad
sweet
is in the bathtub
sad
sweet
is moving to germany
sad
sweet
tells me to eat fresh greens
sad
sweet
is sitting across from me
sad
sweet
with a chessboard in between
sad
sweet
is often photographed
sad
sweet
kisses my forehead
sad
sweet
is laughing at his little brother
sad
sweet
has my nose between his teeth
sad
sweet
is drinking wine from a mug for breakfast
sad
sweet
was not invited to the wedding
sad
sweet
(i relate)
sad
sweet
just stay close to me
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