Untitled 2/9/09

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What’s left to love?
If all there is to like is gone.
They try their best
But it never comes out right.
Just swallow it all dry,
It’s the only way we know how.

Take a few more pills.
Drink a few more drinks.
There goes your vision
And your train of thought.
You can’t go back now.
There is nothing you can do.

Bring me back to that grip
That I felt so strongly for.
The one thing I loved
Has become the one I need to hate.
But the mirror has to break.
No matter how happy you are.

This all may not make sense.
As long as you have one
That stays with you through all.
Things will change;
For better or for worse.
Let’s let you decide that one.