Slam the door as you leave
just to help you grieve..
Shout at people to vent
and have some anger spent.
Drop the lies and deal here and now
and when backstabbed always bow.
Know who’s there and who’s not
and deal with the cold and the hot.
Lose the dreams that made you whole
as you sell off the best parts of your soul.
Speak of past and present
and the love that was never sent..
Speak of dreams to fade
and all the mistakes we made..
Lose the last part of what you knew
and you never knew what was true..
Who to trust is what we all desire
instead of this fucked up satire.
Pain and deals lost to the past
and all these things that never last…

09/05/2003

Author's Note: I wrote this about the demise of a relationship... I took a few points and put them into here...

Posted on 09/05/2003
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