Fallen idols (In memory of Bradley) How sad to learn you didnīt know any better After all your lessons you die of your own warnings If I could go back I would warn you not to stick that needle in not to pierce your veins with the poison thatīs so passé You should have known better, you should have taught us, shown us the way... Yet now you are no more You went from us... not in a blaze not with dignity or honour but in a little pool of puke your spirit that dripped from your mouth as you travelled into the spirit world the world of the unknown For your sake, I hope it is all you wished for I hope you got what you deserved. All your words now have bitter underlining a deeper meaning you never meant yet now your happiness displays a tragedy and you have touched my soul with your stepping razor We owe you something, but you donīt want it not any more You donīt want anything anymore...
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