days are just days
because they feel so
when they are stretched out before me
days are just days
but days turn into nights
where i drink wine
and write
and sleep
and dream
days are just days
and this is not a life
it is just time passing,
your body is a clock
days are just days
but they are so much more
with you
days are just days,
a life is just a life
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