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Elliott Bowe The Drunken Poet
Stand tall even when the stars fall
In every dream there is a lock the key berried
in reality keep digging keep digging don't '
stop keep climbing keep climbing to the top
and hope you never drop.
If you do don't you ever stop.
If the ticking makes you nervous throw away the clock.
If the shoes don't fit throw away the socks
happiness is a shoe compromise to make it fit
when you MAKE IT FIT enjoy every bit of it.
Some say life is good some say life is shit!
I say you get what you make out of it .
Weather the storm.
Wipe the sweat off of your palms.
Patiently defuse your bombs and
hope to find bliss in futures arms.
Bare the undertaking.
There is a new day in the making.
How drunk can I be?
When life influenced sober men to be more drunk than me.
Though my pen drunk it vomits the sober things in me.
Breath even when there's no air
look for the good in the bad the glad in the
sad make them question why your not mad
many things come many things go many things are
dim but many things glow appreciate what you have
and go with the flow.