Posted by Garnet J.Marie on March 19, 1999 at 21:44:42:
Haven't written for three days straight..
wondered why last night you were late,
Nursing my wounds and drinking a beer,
Don't know why I ask the question..my answer's pretty clear,
Why don't I run? Why can't I hide?
And fight this urge to walk at your side,
To be lover and friend the best way that I can,
Believe with my soul there's at least one decent man..
But crashing and burning is too old a style,
My soul can't go through yet another trial,
So I sit..and I drink...and try writing..again,
And try hard not to puke at the term we use.."friend".
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