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Aug 2012
Numb is the one and the only unexplainable feeling
Unstoppable growth through the low, lonely ceiling

You need to Age-less and decide what it is you want
You need to confess your clear addiction to the hunt
it's 4th and very long and yet you still refuse to punt
Forever distracted by the smell of another new ****

Well, I want to experience life, and try almost everything
But If you had to choose one, what would Santa bring
It's a problem that's not solved, but hindered, by a ring
It's a familiar carol, stuck in your head, everyone can sing
Winters becomes spring, to summer, then falls to a fling
Even the exceptions  suffer an old familiar sharp sting  

SO live life to the fullest they will all mutter with cliche
SO give to the richest while all the poor kneels to pray
Get in line little Sheople because it's now time to obey
Let us pine for the notion that God has instant replay
Because a karma less existence creates utter dismay
Truth with real consequence deviates a ghostly stay
Wondering Souls wandering until the end of the day
Finally found the right words...but nothing left to say
Drifton A Way
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Drifton A Way
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   Emily Tyler
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