.I wake up in an unfamiliar bed.
The sheets were paper thin.
Thereâs a needle in my hand, and a pounding in my head,
and a girl that I donât know sitting at the end.
She looks at me trying to understand.
She says, âIâm sorry but I canât leave, but you can always talk to me..
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