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did you catch this?

Posted to Poetry

I live in a darkened room
spent with wasted time
I can't stand the heartache
of not being able to relive the sweet times
Here I am just making a mess of myself
this all brings tears to my eyes

1991 I want to come back
I remember you for who you were
I don't need this shit


let me go back to your crazy psycho love!

The words in bold are song titles from Skid Row's 2 best albums. It was my little play on words. Not sure if anyone got that or not!