The Poisons...
The poison has left me
And I lay here sweaty
You leave my side
And save your pride
You come when you need me
I hurt when you leave me
I lay and watch you dress
As you leave me a wreck
I can�t bare to do this one more time
I can�t be the one left behind
The bed turns cold as you turn away
I sit up and ask you to stay
You smile as you roll your sleeve
It�s getting closer to the second you leave
You leave me with a quick kiss goodbye
And I know tomorrow you�ll feed me another lie
- Joeann L. Hunter 4/15/01 revised 10/2/01
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