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Jan 2012
The sun breaks through
The dark that does creep
Below the signs,
That is obviously attracting you there.
Wasting away again,
Under the glow of the streetlight mistakes.

Lost it all on a bet for the call girl’s storm.
Somewhere off the shore of my cloudy mind,
There is a hurricane killing the strangers
Shame on them for lying to us.

Where did you lose the thought of the dream?
At night? While you scream?
I think you will see the way to the path
That I have paved for you still.

Under the dark of night
We fought to win through the smoke in the air.
Andrew McElroy
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Andrew McElroy  30/M/Florida
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