Intensive Care
I barely know you
And I was just sitting there
It was so intense in there
When I heard you were in intensive care
How did you get to that place
Was it on an intensive dare?
Do you have something intensive, rare?
Or did life decide to be intensive, unfair?
I'm sorry, that's not my business
Forgive me for the intensive questionnaire
And I apologize for the intensive stare
But I needed to know about you
And I wanted to encourage you
So trades the intensive air for a peaceful one
And recover, take care
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