Purple Haze
Something fresh to get by...
old fades into the night,
the ticking of the clock,
the passing of a phase.
Same wine bitter -
new label requested,
old pills gone - stronger needed.
More, more, more -
new, newer, newest.....
Goodbye old.
Copyright © George Aul | Year Posted 2012
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