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| A drug czars daughter, Becoming a glassy eyed trophy, She is locked up in the bathroom room, With water running to cover the sounds, The flick of her lighter taken from the cabinet top, The bang of her father’s hand on the door, Come out from hiding! Stop everything elsewhere, Except for at home, Stuck in 5 O'clock traffic, You are always elsewhere, A wife with a bun in the oven, The D.E.A knows more than she does, She is like her child in that respect, She doesn't really know daddy yet, What has he been doing to keep her gold card? At the bang of an officer’s hand on her estate, She knew Daddy after the arrest, Come out from hiding! | | |
| I don't really know what to think, It makes me uninspired and I brainstorm, I love reading but I can't read myself, You've checked me out and I'm overdue, I guess its better to think of half, as not being empty or full, Just as I am, In my skin | | |
| When you wrap around me,
Then I figure it out,
It’s not that we don’t care,
It’s that we do and don’t show it,
We stop making efforts,
When efforts seem to stop being made,
Then we both start working again,
When the other isn’t,
Back and Forth?
How about together,
Left or right?
Centered
It happens on both sides,
We had to switch eyes,
To see each others minds,
To know that I’m your friend
A break in the shade,
Can restore a lot of energy,
That we can both use,
Like a light bulb lights up a room,
Our effort will make dark vanish
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| If I detached myself from things that bring me stress, Like change, which I can’t avoid or things I want but cannot afford, If I also began to love without expectations, Accepting that people change, Then I can pick up this lanturn, and guide it over the bridge, I'll have a glow in my stomach, When I get to the end | | |
| If tomorrow didn’t go as planned,
Then I believe there will be riots,
A greater divide than ever,
A civil war, between us and them,
It’s has got to end tomorrow,
All this madness brought out in people,
Who don’t know the truth,
Because no one knows the truth,
We’re all just filters,
So as you cast your ballot,
Make it as humane as possible,
Because we can’t be more than that,
There is no super human, just homo-sapiens,
Make it all as abstract and intangible as you wish,
Realty is that tomorrow is the future,
It will decide so much for what we are trying to say,
I'm Starting to get the runners high,
It has been a tough run, it was all for this!
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