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Sep 2011
Midnight strikes
Up on the clock
We feel it pass
Our eyes look not
Slowly drifting
Past our limit
For this sin
Please be forgiveness
With every sip
The time hands tick
Down our veins
The poison drips
It's washed away
With ruby reds
Crystal whites
And water threads
Electrons fire
Out of control
Lost in confusion
Nowhere to go
Pathways merge
And sparks erupt
Assistance hurries
In a rush
It's still outside
So plain and simple
Take a sip
And life belittles
Problems that are
In our way
Persistent trouble
Rainy days
Pushed aside is
Sadness, sorrow
Though pity will reside
Sunrise tomorrowΒ 
And not for my life's
Unfortunate standing
Not for the deck
Which I have been handed
But because I chose
To indulge in this
Life's simple road
To sudden bliss
Written by
Alicia Swope
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