And suddenly the light dims
When you reach the lowest point of the month
It comes in waves
The pain and the emptiness
All the scratches and dents
They well up in your eyes
And you're all alone in a cave
Wishing for a pat on the back
There's no moon in the sky
And no one around to say good night
- Mar 28 Sun 2010 18:52
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Cramps
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