leave me today, because you will tomorrow
I shall dissolve like the snow in the spring
feeling hurt and confused
and self righteously bruised
leave me here to get fucked up in the rain
don't turn around, remember me standing
and not on the ground like a heaving child
near the end so it seems
drained of hope and esteem
leave me here to get fucked up in the rain
think of me when I was stronger
think of the laughter and fun
think of me some, but not longer
picture my face in the sun
go live your life, don't look back and wonder
I'll be alright, at least one of these days
I'll be doggedly bound
to get up off the ground
until then I'll remain
just a memory stain
filed away in your brain
remote and mundane
while I'm here getting fucked up in the rain
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