Not a sweet one...
I went out to jog last night for an escape.
However, as I ran, so many thoughts also ran on my mind-these I can't escape...
And when I was through...home at last...the warm hug of my sheet and pillows and the comfort of my bed, accompanied me as I cry myself to sleep.
Dear Lord, I am so troubled.. Show me the way to that sweet escape...
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hey boss! y? watzup? wats bothering u? ul gonna b ok, for sure.....miss u
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