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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I sit quietly, while I belittle a storm That’s been brewing for some time. It crashes in a drunken rage, And mellows out into the softening wind That is the next day. Shortly hereafter It begins anew. A fresh theater, And a fresh view. Feels good to end each day, In the light of a drunken haze. A storm brews on the horizon, Fresh, and oh so new; Beautiful neglect, yet… I love it oh so true. Chaos and disorder rings in new, A sown hatred I drew Oh no, what to do? Don’t care or give a shit, “Stop your crying you *****… You’re making me sick. Calm down and take a sip, And puff a little on this.” Undereducated and too true; So weak, and oh so new. Too young and too stupid… I pity you. Toughen up and get through; Its life, it’s here to wear on you, Not cuddle and be a fool. Now listen here, A shot and some weed to make it true; Vindictive and shortly rude, Mixed apathy… I forget you. Driven white lines chopped and hewed; A little coke to go with this brew. It’s part of the fun… You followed through.” Each day a storm brews, Cold and mellow; Yet it’s made to do. I live with it, And I love it. Messing with dangerous memories, Blacked out and confused… Just grab the bottle And follow through. You learn to live, Than learn to lose. You find religion; Or some drug use. Drown in sorrow, Than get numb on due. Shaded light that is the dawning flow; But you see and just won’t go. I love the end of everyday; The dimming blue, Found in my drunken haze.
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