My crisis comes again.
Insecure-ness.
I feel bad.
Have I been a good friend?
Can I change before it's too late?
Am I a good friend?
Can I improve?
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You are my sunshine, the only Sunshine. You make me happy, when skys are Grey. Do you know dear? How much I love you. So please don't take my sunshine away.
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