Awaiting the Day

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January 2011

Keep your thoughts to yourself,
bottle them in an old soda glass and display it on your shelf,
don't tell anyone that you need help,
too much tears so i need some Phelp,
swimming in a sea of vodka and gin,
running from problems leaving a trail of sin,
hard to be sore losing when i never truly win,
lifes a beach that i tan on, leaving behind the tin,
leaving behind the cold dark heart,
leaving everything for a fresh start,
breaking hearts like hungry shark,
making money walking dogs in parks,
mistaking money for jane, and mary for money,
both mean the same now, wasteful not funny,
like a bear i'm dipping my paw in every hole looking for some honey,
like a bee you sting me, bringing me down on one knee,
is that what i always dreamed of,
a lack luster life slacking of any love,
a sad little cry without any leadership from a Gov,
awaiting the day I can join Nonnie above.

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