No Cure No Problem Poem by Scentless Apprentice

oh my love so sweet and pure,
you think I am the antidote,
But I am merely a drug to put a smile on your face,
oh merely the drug to keep up the pace.

So there I go,
on my way again,
I guess it goes to show,
that I'm not jsut another young man.

I was breaking hearts and telling lies,
I was showing faith that wasnt there,
It turned out bad I am not the one that cries.

Because I got you,
it breaks my hear each time you go,
just because I love you dear.... I really do