So yes, you have caught me drinking again.
Was it the blood red lips? The cracked smile or the dilated pupils this time?
I am clever
But you are far cleverer
You see you know my secrets
and have grown to 'know' the dirty little lies that I have spread
You can see straight through me can't you?!
That wasn't a question.
A tool that is needed certainly
and it squirms and breeds between us
flies buzzing round the shit
I am sorry but like air I need it - Right?
A Bible
A Crib
A Heart
A Dream
That…
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Posted on October 20, 2009 at 12:48pm —