She keeps your house, your heart and your home.
She's your comfort, your stability;
The one you want to spend your life with.
But I'm the one you came to that night.
I made you feel reckles and young.
And it was you who came to me,
Instead of choosing the one you so love.
Why was it me who took you to those limits.
Was it the risk that made you pulse race?
Or did I really set your blood on fire.
Why wasn't it her?
Call it selfish but I hope she never can;
And you will at least someday wonder
What if?

Julie Z.  --May 1998 .




Dusty Shelf
A Toast
Contempt
Tonight
Advice To An Old Flame
I Want It Back
Crash
Grim Prospects
Make Me Feel
Nature Gets It's Way
Oxymoron
Key To My Heart
Tread Carefully
Once
Slice
Nothing Behind The Mask
What A Waste
Traitorous Feelings
Echoes
Change
A Dare
Why I Drink On The Job
Anacronym Of Pain
It Creeps Up On You
I Wait
All Gone
Too Many Mistakes
I'm Really Alright
Leave Me Alone
Passing Me By
The Lie Is Easier
What A Mess
Stolen
The End
Broken
Have You Looked
Think Twice
Forever
Just Out Of Reach
A Cynics View On Bartending
On Surviving
What If














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