Fight The Summer Night Memories

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November 2016

I'm better then okay, no more pretending,

no longer need to worry about signs i'm sending,

days aren't blending, still making money,

you know i do, just say if you want me.

 

You used to haunt me, so exciting,

you'd light up my nights like lightning,

frightening how much i wondered what dress and,

always graduated to not asking you a single question.

 

Took no suggestions, i was lost clearly,

and that's not a pain i feel yearly,

it gets missed dearly, then declines in time,

once i'm knocked back a few steps and fall behind.

 

Maybe i'm designed to just chug Miller Lite,

sit on my ass with a ripped shirt, that's my killer night,

i'd swap tears for beers on any night,

just so i don't dream of our summer nights.

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The rhyme scheme in this poem

The rhyme scheme in this poem is very impressive.


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