Wrote this today along with four others:
We are dangerous foreign creatures coexisting with mother nature, and father time never brings home the wages we need to buy our way into heaven, you know the angels take bribes and reside in the depths of our innermost conflict, I need a a prescription to alleviate and meditate with my demons, once upon a dime I was thumbs out on the road to redemption waiting for someone like you to pick me up and keep me starstruck. I may not be the best mate but I'm still great and there's something to be said about the state of mind I've been loitering in for weeks. Give me a hand and I'll give you my defeat. Make a wish before the meteor shower runs out of water pressure. This is the last curtain call, and my encore is a short fall.
Be your own hero, save the day.
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