Last night the world came crashing down on me,
my brain-- it cracked from side to side,
I locked my door and threw away the key:
no strength to run, no place to hide.
With the lows growing higher
and the highs staying low
itŽs the curse of desire
expectations die slow.
Never a transitional flirt,
captivated with fervid thrills,
my lesson in life: all hours hurt;
and the final one kills.
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Uwe Stender.
Published on e-Stories.org on 30.04.2004.
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