By Arcassin Burnham


Riverside,
Never made me feel as good as her,
Suicide was on my mind,
When I met her,
But that was ages ago,
I never took it slow,
But I never took it fast either,
If she was still there,
I would treat her,
With all sorts of respect , and love , and kindness,
More than the lies you'll feed her,
I praise her name.