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April 26, 2005

In Sorrow, In Regret, and In Secure

I'm going back
To the rat hole
That I crawled out of to meet you
I took only the most timid chance
Laying my heart out on the bedsheets
I reached my toe in the water
Pulling my foot back
I noticed it was gone
Maybe if I'm lucky
I might get considered second rate
When I kiss your ass
For now it's just a last resort
Have your fans found something better?
Is there no one else to run to?
And I will disappear
If that is what you want
I will go underground
Beneath the dirt
Seated in the fetal position
On my cave floor
The silent wait screams
I cup my ears
Close my eyes
And hide.

Posted by BlueWolf on April 26, 2005 01:05 AM