Learning to Forget
Abysmal of mortality
Infests my cry with acid
Afraid to live
Afraid to die
What is it that is left?
It is the crucifix of heaven
Steady as it comes
Back to you
Spit on my grave
Feed the hatred in my head
Years gone by still I wonder why
Is it all the same?
Is it still the same?
Part of me
Part of you
Things will never be the same
There is nothing left
To heed the scorn of what was once me
To let loose what I should be
Refuse, resist
Things will never be the same
'Learning to Forget' JoSav 2003
What's it about? The weakness that is I.
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