Crazy You, Crazy Me

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    Crazy You, Crazy Me

    These wars we have are brutally perfect
    You're my worst investment
    I admit you had me at hello
    And led me straight to hell

    The dishes fly and barely miss my head
    Your vulgar barking becomes my Mozart
    Like the crickets chirp on an August eve
    It sooths and comforts my soul...true joy?

    Does my verbal onslaught warm your heart
    My hurtful words can't escape fast enough
    Drawing tears is currently my proudest feat
    In your eyes I see a killer

    We trade the deep and the personal
    We go where we said we wouldn't
    Your flawed body, my dead relatives...the good stuff
    It ends, exhausted, in bed...crazy you, crazy me.

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    FranzJ commented on Crazy You, Crazy Me

    01-29-2011

    very intense and violent - I wonder if there were any bodily injuries - I hope not

    ginga commented on Crazy You, Crazy Me

    05-28-2009

    wonderfully chaotic and intense. The makings of a movie script. Personal but dangerous are the lives they lead. ginga

    LeighPoetic commented on Crazy You, Crazy Me

    01-29-2009

    woah...i like that..it's crazy!

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    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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