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Fixations

Hey, at least I write. Its my only defense against the world And its many red lights I'm good to go, who hasn't seen I'm always right there Just passionately listening There's so much pressure On our situations We kill this time all with our own fixations And think of the others The millions of fathers, mothers, Sisters and brothers Who pass the time abusing eachother And even yet, some main line For an even bigger hit But screw all that and watch the "Better half" As they drive to the bank and Polish their "golden calf" Yea, I'd rather write It doesn't hurt a soul Even when it bites I don't hit women or hurt babies to vent I walk my path home and pitch a New tent Its really, really hard. Trust me I know when all you have is time to kill the pain below So you like me Bare these time quite bitterly we sing. We dance. We get messed up no matter the circumstace I pass this time the good, defying way Life will come thru Just move what's in the way Human fixation rules both good and bad. Just stay on your feet and pick your own path.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 12/6/2012 6:43:00 PM
Yup sometimes one path seems just about as good as another. Light & Love
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Addam Hughes
Date: 12/7/2012 11:23:00 AM
I was in a rather difficult time when I wrote this. Thanks so much for reading it! Means alot to see this stuff come out and actually get positive feedback. its beyond me. Thank you : )

Book: Shattered Sighs