Tonight She Smiled

She haunts me like an empty promise I made in 1988
When I was better than them – better than you
And the empty promises poured out like blood from a severed tongue

She returns – again – pirouetting savagely through the dirty snow
Tonight she smiled – lips becoming daggers to gently pierce me
And the blood pours out like a sad story that doesn’t have a conclusion

She reminds me of what I sacrificed in myself for empty words softly spoken
When she was better than me – better than you – better than I ever deserved
And her love poured and over washed me like blood from a punctured beating heart


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