Just another day in this paradise lost.
Just another accusation to be tossed.
A way to forget that tortured past.
A way to know how things never last.
Pushed past the brink one too many times.
Gathering all my lost nickels and dimes.
Saving up for my final soul salvation
while I deal with this spiteful nation.
The things you said have left their mark
while I lurk in contempt in this dark.
No more sunshine, Just these dark clouds to gaze.
While you go off to be in all the other lovers plays..

03/27/2000

Posted on 12/16/2003
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