looking back upon this era

my eyes fill up with tears

thinking on my lack of function

I tally up my beers

tried so hard, fought so long

to nestle in this place

only to be forever reminded

with a deafening slap in the face

wish me to forgive the past

but you don’t play fair, my love

I’ve been left out with the trash

just a remnant of your dove

love me, yes, I believe it’s true

I feel it from your heart

but respect me you will never do

I knew this from the start

and so with my pathetic prose

I ready for my fate

because I love you just that much

my forever constant mate

7/11/03

07/11/2003

Posted on 07/12/2003
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