New High
Trickle stream, glide definetears flow heavy
we can not hide.
Uncertain confused, untrusting pain
getting back to you
I was sane.
Broken heart, devestated mind
our love desecrated
now your blind.
Shaky ground, falling lies
my feelings torn
with your new high.
Pounding fist, screaming anger
your guilty faces
no longer linger.
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