Dying From The Common Cold
I am sorry if I’ve hurt you.
My wish is to do no harm.
And yet I clumsily trip an avalanche,
While trying to keep warm.
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So much time in left field,
As I strive to be in center.
Summer is fast approaching.
I’m frozen in a bitter winter.
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Will I smile again?
Will the sun ever shine?
And why do I miss the kiss,
Of one who was never mine?
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I’ve survived a thousand wars,
To merely die of the common cold.
And how does one fall so short,
Of dreams that once were bold?
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~Micky Dee~
…05-11-13…
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The Ever-flowing River Of Time
Act straight!
Be normal!
Life should be,
Organized and formal.
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It’s a straight shot.
It’s black and white!
Keep your eyes on the prize,
To get to the light!
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But light is deflected,
As is done with a prism,
And the lack of insight,
Will fortify your prison.
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It’s an ebb and flow,
And a continual sphere,
But be still and know,
And for now… be here.
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~Micky Dee~
…6-21-13…
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