Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Don't let me lose you
In this wretched world full of hate, love and sorrow
Don't be mislead by who you think you are.
You may think you have been through it all.
You've hit the dead end, it was your last call.
Just don't be surprised when your phone rings again,
With bad news that someone has to lend.
The lost love was never found, the father's dead, buried in the ground, the mother's heart, her heart will pound, as she sits surrounded in the sound.
The bloody wrists, the flowing pain, cut deep sweetie. It's all a game.
The wet cheeks, the helpless whines, cry honey. It's your time to shine.
The blown brains, the insignificant screams, pull it baby. It's as bad as it seems.
The dry throats, the heartless gags, swallow it dear. It's nothing to fear.
There are many and there are few, just please don't let me lose you.
-alex smith 4/2/07
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