I Dig the Word and Concept of Loathesome
SUSAN’S CONCLUSION
I’ve reached the summit of a summer’s Susan and conclusion
Our three year long romance was always but a visionary illusion
I’ve come to the deduction that you weren’t meant for me
When August augmented the ordinary and created a time for me to flee
You asked me to follow you to where love haunts halls of wonder
And admittedly that was my very first blunder
Those errors mounted and became a revolutionary resolution
And the truth was each kiss was an extraordinary illusion
I was unprepared for something I began with selfish desire
But each morning I’d see your smile and I became your sire
Not so much a father but something akin to the break of day
Then I came to the fundamental fact that I had to fly away
There were no stars in the evening’s sky that were stolen by the darkness in my soul
Flaming sparkles once ablaze became but a haze of stolen dreams and left an empty hole
The emptiness in my smile of yesterday caused only confusion
When I realized our romance was but an imaginary illusion
At first it began with mutual dreams and hope
But ended with you begging me to rid my desire for dope
When dreams end there’s no going back to sleep so as to envision the rest
And then you asked me if I was more in love with drugs than you and I confidentially confessed
The needle filled a need confirmed by an infirmity within
And a flame above was doused by desperation and sin
So I said to you that this was the end for me and you, Susan
When I lost my footing on a rainbow that was merely an illusion
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