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One Day At A Time Woke up, at whatever the time was, sun somewhere in the sky, on a slow steady pace to descend under the Horizon, no Verizon, “Hello can you here me?”, mic check 1 2 1 2, this is a live recording, writing a Futuristic Love story, with the emotional actions we manifest, slept, for countless hours still I feel like I got no rest, I get no rest, see the problem is, when you have nothing to lose, to almost everything asked you’ll say “Yes,”, “Let’s do this.”, so now that I have a lot to lose and the write to choose, I don’t get involved in any new business, or rather didn’t, but sometimes you’ve got cut ties to bad guys, and just say “Good riddance.”, what is this, why did I wake up, saw a brother at Open Mic tonight, and even though a year had passed, it seemed like only a night, he asked me how I’ve been taking life, I told him “One day at a time.”, wanted to tell him I’d just flown back into The States, and that this country feels like a pre apocalyptic dystopia, reminded me kinda of a Sci-Fi flick from the 80’s, set in 2000 and whatever, except, almost every Sci-Fi film, takes place in a an ear, that is of the Post-Apocalypse, and herein lies the twist, see the plot it not what you thought, because this is actually Pre-Apocalypse, and that notion just crossed me mind, so I decided to write about all of this, when I woke up, at whatever the time was, sun somewhere in the sky, on a slow steady pace to descend under the Horizon, no Verizon, “Hello can you here me?”, mic check 1 2 1 2, this is a live recording… ∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆
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Mar 1, 2017
Mar 1, 2017 at 2:38 AM UTC
∆ One Day At A Time... ∆
One Day At A Time Woke up, at whatever the time was, sun somewhere in the sky, on a slow steady pace to descend under the Horizon, no Verizon, “Hello can you here me?”, mic check 1 2 1 2, this is a live recording, writing a Futuristic Love story, with the emotional actions we manifest, slept, for countless hours still I feel like I got no rest, I get no rest, see the problem is, when you have nothing to lose, to almost everything asked you’ll say “Yes,”, “Let’s do this.”, so now that I have a lot to lose and the write to choose, I don’t get involved in any new business, or rather didn’t, but sometimes you’ve got cut ties to bad guys, and just say “Good riddance.”, what is this, why did I wake up, saw a brother at Open Mic tonight, and even though a year had passed, it seemed like only a night, he asked me how I’ve been taking life, I told him “One day at a time.”, wanted to tell him I’d just flown back into The States, and that this country feels like a pre apocalyptic dystopia, reminded me kinda of a Sci-Fi flick from the 80’s, set in 2000 and whatever, except, almost every Sci-Fi film, takes place in a an ear, that is of the Post-Apocalypse, and herein lies the twist, see the plot it not what you thought, because this is actually Pre-Apocalypse, and that notion just crossed me mind, so I decided to write about all of this, when I woke up, at whatever the time was, sun somewhere in the sky, on a slow steady pace to descend under the Horizon, no Verizon, “Hello can you here me?”, mic check 1 2 1 2, this is a live recording… ∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆
Another Rough Draft... Still LOVE YOU though <3
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Mar 1, 2017
Mar 1, 2017 at 2:38 AM UTC
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