The One In the WindowIn certain slants of light, she looks like that dude from Metallica (in his younger years). Everything was happening in Hollywood. This ain’t Kansas anymore; it’s real, And my favourite ruby shoes have a broken heel. I don’t like how it feels. And nobody wants to have anything to do with a girl and her guitar. It occurs to me I’m in a dead trade. I can’t find work so I cant get paid. And it seems to me, Everybody does it all for free. And you realize, as you roam, that there’s no place like home. But your home is someone else’s couch. And it’s do, or don’t; Not a question of won’t Truth resonates The universe inspirates. Failing to find love and happiness; Falling fully and flailing completely; It’s all in the rewrites. Through it all, you gotta keep on keeping on.  | 
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You have nothing else to do but dwell And twist mole hills into mountains That rise into insurmountable peaks If you seek conspiracy and dastardly deeds, Then that is all you shall find please, don't forget the one you leave behind  There are those days when you're just driven to daytime drinking... You know those days, right? It's worse when there is actually no drink to be drank; When things go flying before you can even catch your breath; You get beat upon by life and also fists; Your best bud is mad at you; You got assignments due at school and two jobs to boot; You gotta make time for the dentist to do his business. (I'll have you all know - contrary to popular belief, I do not have a big mouth- and so it really hurts afterwards, what with the fibro and all!) My hair is atrocious and requiring attention and care... You get the picture, I'm sure, Because I know you feel it, too. 
Look to the Great BEAUTY that surrounds to LIFT you up when you are down
Still worse than bad and badder than worse Before it gets better, you can bet your purse! Sun dogs and Solar halos may be heaven-sent But all still part of a different argument. Over and over for many an eternity; So many cycles about the same shit patty. Refractions down low and some way up high; Reflections of the demon in the mirror lie. Who is wrong? Who is right? Does it matter? Why do we fight?
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