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Nov 2015
Who is normal?
I've never met them in my life
Can I get a warning?
Before they decide to stop by-
Hold your head up high
In a world so dry

I ride my ego
All the way to the top
The elevator
Breaks down and stops
Should I step in or step out?
Will we always go round?

So call me resourceful
Nobody forced you
And I know it's hurtful
But nobody forced you

Who is calling?
So late on my phone
It is appalling
To hear your voice alone
You speak to me
You're so **** cautious
And your words they
Make me nauseous

Love is ending
Love is not gold
it does not shine
It cannot be sold
But it is a resource
I can use
And it is something
I abused
Bruce Evers
Written by
Bruce Evers  Atlanta, GA
(Atlanta, GA)   
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