Forget Everything You Knew To Be True

new

intimidation of the third degree

improved from how it used to be

whirlwind's hateful affections

got lost with good intentions



now it's half-hour 'till heaven

world's spinning dead

string it up on your needle and thread



this

disease so sweet and infectious

where's the angels who'd protect us?

it got so we were beyond elated

love is so cold

and overrated



what happens when everything you knew

becomes something you're unaccoustomed to?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was written after Jerry Garcia died. I am not and never have been a Greatful Dead fan, but all those "Dead-heads" just looked so sad and lost. Their entire world had been destroyed, and I had to write about it.

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