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Apr 2015
I try to push you from my mind
Sweet seductress keeps me blind
Whispered truth veiled in lie
Crave more of that sweet supply

Screams for help echo in my head
Grasp for words that must be said
This masquerade to hide from all
Acting big while feeling so small

And for release where do I go
Back to her the evil that I know
Her embrace once heavenly
Now leaves me numb and empty
This originally had a fourth stanza, but I thought it sounded out of place when this is really read as a poem and not the song I intended it.  That stanza, for the sake of completeness, is:

We are all born mad and some remain so
Some drive themselves back with the evil they know
Blinded wisdom from day stumbles in our night
But why trust the fool who can't keep upright
Zachary
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Zachary  Brooklyn
(Brooklyn)   
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