2. Scorched Poem by Casual Diamond

The memory's scorched
But it keeps on playing
On an annoying loop
And I'm sure to blame
No feeling of shame
....And its all the same
I look to others
All screwed up
Clothes ill-fitting
I feel worn out

I see your face
Or think I did
Probably not the same one though
And we'll see counsellors, doctors
Self-help groups, pain control, mediums
Psychics, collectors, Ffuucckk 'em
....They're all the same

You see I had control
Lost then found
Thrown away, my head was gone
....Its a shame
But its the lovers that lose out