Morphine Mary

Morphine mary
with a heart of glass
sings songs of truth
and dulls the pain
she had always been so real
perfection is an addictive state of mind
always ready for another problem
another reason
another excuse
as the needle crashes
in a blurred state of conciousness
as if it was the last time she would ever be here
morphine mary
with a heart of glass
sings songs of broken time
and dulls the pain
and falling from grace never hurt
because morphine mary never hurt
broken tears
happy times
all a lost passion
morphine mary
dulls the pain
and for the last time
watches an oblivious sycophant
fill her once again

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