Rabid Poet

Rabid Poet
Rantings

Wednesday, December 30, 2015

Our Dreams

Our Dreams

We say stop, stop, stop ,stop
They say no, no, no, no
Got money to make
Got places to go
Cough, cough, cough, cough
Dim light shows through
Vague building outlines
Our dreams we pursue

Rabid Poet

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