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Sunday, September 23, 2012

February Midnight

Sometimes it’s nice to just let go your life
And let someone else’s words take over.
I think now I see how nice it could be
To be drunk or drugged rather than sober.
When there’s no escape from emotional rape
And the weight of the world has you kneeling,
Why pretend that your mind doesn’t bend
And your senses and soul aren’t all reeling?
Deep in the night let logic take flight,
Let your subconscious loose from his cage.
Slip out of the noose and turn it all loose –
You’ve got nothing to lose but your rage.

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