It tastes bitter as it goes down
Aftertaste of confusion found
All I want is to be with you
I won’t be fine if you don’t want to
Please
Let me through your wall
You pull away, and then I fall
I don’t like this state that I am in
A taste of my own medicine
Saturday, August 2
Taste of My Own Medicine
Posted by G at 8/02/2008 06:18:00 AM 0 comments
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