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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