You chose your vice over me
I try to understand, try to see
I understand your heart was broken
It need not be spoken

But was our love not enough?
Ouch that is rough
You drank until you died
That is your only crime

Wishing to hear your voice, I pick up the phone.
Only to realize you have truly left us alone.

06/09/2010

Posted on 06/09/2010
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