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Sep 28
It’s a different night, but darling it’s the same fight
Tried and true, beaten and blue
We’ve exalted all our options, filling ourselves with toxins
Fearful of expectations, blind to considerations

You smile and change the verse
You say patterns lead to a curse
You do this all on your own
You cast me aside like stone

So instead I’ll make my own rhyme
With promise that I can deliver
Promises spent with my time
Promises that could fill the river

Now, now we’re on the same page
For we were reading the same book
It was just too much too overlook
Now, now we’re back on stage

Darling it’s the same fight, just a different night
Beaten and blue, tried and true
We fill ourselves with toxins, while exhaling all our options
Blind to considerations, fearful of expectations
Written by
Thomas Harvey  57/M
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