Infatuations
One day it grips me
This love so strong
The next day it leaves me
Empty and forlorn
I'm happy for a fleeting moment
And then the world comes back
I realize that catching my love
Is something I'm not good at
I try to make myself better
I try to improve my "style"
But the only thing I've ever been good at is denial
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Last updated 3-4-99