Shatter my illusion of love
make that push into a shove
Push away the best you ever could have had
and heap up all the regrets that drive you mad
String along all the charmed little rich boys
and get to enjoy the pleasures of their toys
Tell them not to cry,
even if they might die.
hush little warrior, sunsets here..
so let me make this crystal clear
Maybe its just a raving lunatic is your fate
but for some reason you've always taken the bait.
To late to change the path we've made
and to regret all the things forbade
Just take advantage of the charm
and bottle up that mental harm.

10/19/2003

Author's Note: I worte this about a woman I dated who only seems interested in what she could get, not give...

Posted on 10/20/2003
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