I ask for just one minute
To recreate my memories
Of the days that used to be
Couch potato with potato chips
Fried things and baked things
Junk food rain at once
Thoughts paused, TV dance
Tomorrow was far, far away
Today was all that i had
Decisions were made at bay
Life was completely mad
Those times are now a memory
As if it were a dream
Life is better, life is worse
As a gulp down a scream
BhaShe
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