The minute feels an age

A day is too large to judge The hour refreshes anew Through the muck and the sludge The changes ring true The minute feels an age We need long periods of rest Must make everyone rage Again we need all at their best Reaching out was wrong The wonders never cease Being...

Drink to Remember

We used to drink to remember Now we drink to forget. We once knew joy and fun Now the patterns are set. There’s little of age and old It’s not the year but the mile. Early deaths you’ve bought and sold Remember when love was in style? Passion but a...

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