We ran down the rabbit hole, you and I, skipping merrily down to the bitter darkness we had so often shared.
Then the day came, I got the call on a pay phone at work. I heard the sadness in your voice.
"Hey babe, where's the fire? I've been doing really well to tonight, killing it."
"You need to come home now."
"What? Why?"
Three little words,
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