Deny it all you want,
wear you plastic smile
Cry in your hot shower, so you can tell the world
That your turn red , with hot water
A little too familiar, the scent of dove
Orange, red, tooth pastes, perfumed creams, towels
waiting in bed....
Bitter sweet memories they sure make..
How easily it all disappeared ,
with one big giant wave of temporary insanity..
Here we are at it again, like nothing ever happened
yet as two changed people, a past, a present , a future
the comfort of knowing and the fear of not knowing
as we travel this path
We smile, we laugh, we spew , we pretend, we love, we hate
But remember my dear
Everything we did, we do or
will ever do will be another attempt
To escape this cruel life
and a hope, that maybe , just, maybe....
this time around we will feel less pain.
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