“FLUROX 101” - 15 Aug 02

I love the way things are
I love the way you break hearts
when water covers my neck
I’m dying to know
what happens next

there’s no answers for this
It doesn’t make sense
when you can’t commit
and leave wreckage
in your midst

I lied
you’re not missed at all
your parasite embrace
is the Pride
before the Great Fall

a rat in the race
a lie for a lie
smiles becomes bruises
and bars fall
in my mind

a broken trust
reluctant to love
gives us The Fear
and leaves us here
we pick up the pieces

we carry on.

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