I died my thoughts with alcohol
fixed my heart with glue
woke up in a town called chance
with a pixelated view
The crippled loner stinks of sweat
the loved up couples too
the taste of salt is still in my bed
from the night I spent with you
the bullied child is pushed and kicked
the naked woman too
love has never hurt so bad
but always will be true
Pain
Is more acute from someone you love. Don't mess with the children - after women, that I hope will become a national issue - enough and enough. Kids are vulnerable and will be the future. - slc