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A Page Already Turned (1998-1999)

By Wil C. Fry, Jan. 31, 2001, 21:30

Copyright © 2001 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.


Careless kisses (and)
Beer-soaked pisses
    It was a means with no end
Flirtatious glances
(And) midnight dances
    Still, I found no friend
Tunes a-spinning
Merrily sinning
    Nightly meetings to attend
Tired of thinking
Thoughtless drinking
    Now with a body left to mend
Tossing, turning
Bridges burning
    The fire will burn thru the night
Souls a-weeping
Restless sleeping
    It’s too hard to do what’s “right”

Chores forgotten (and)
Life is rotten
    And we wish it would all go away
Conscience blurring (and)
Speech is slurring
    But we lived to see another day
Goals are fading
Sight degrading
    There’s a gun up to your head
Glasses tipping
Hurried sipping
    Drink what you can, before you’re dead
Losing friends
Finding The End.




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