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You know I've written a zillion lines about you

died a thousand slow deaths the past six months

cried out your name with the night and day pain

searched to find all of your needs and wants



I've told friend and foe alike about you,

as they asked what's wrong a million times,

they must have seen through my happy face

and with a missing heart more than I care to admit,

I've asked God to take me from this place



I've stood strong and battled long

have waited on love to get back to me

resisted others potions of poison

that they said would help set me free



I've spoken to your mother

said no to some others

searched every place for your face to no avail

craved morphine,taken Dexedrine

chased the rest with Jack Daniels,

they all have served me to fail



Maybe someday you'll realize I fought with all my might

I tried everything to regather

a will to live just for me,

on a prayer that I might shine again

I've exhausted the end

I've managed to pretend

that all is well in hell...hope your happy





Copyright ©2001 Dennis Hicks