Friday, February 10, 2012

Medicine

I am not mad like Alice's hatter
I don't believe you anymore
Your smile rings false!
Devils tell better stories
My eyes see blazing suns
Ignite my flower garden
Dry with disappointment
I hope that you look at me as your great love
The one you left behind
My belly churns and I am sleepless
I can never forget what you mean to me
Even though it would be a happy pill for me to swallow

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