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good life

I am past twenty four hours      
without a cigarette.    
Don't congratulate me, I am broke.    
     
Not the college kid eating Ramen noodles    
and thinks its cute broke    
     
nope, these are the cushions been ransacked    
and the quick schemes came up    
or didn't    
broke    
electric is going off tomorrow    
broke    
the kids don't know that parents didn't eat    
broke    
have about 28months of strict budgeting    
to put these shoes with giant holes to rest    
broke    
     
and no nip.   
Even cheap liquor    
to laugh from crying broke    
sounds nice.      
   
I miss that immature      
day to day'er, late for rent   
but always on time for a laugh.    
     
Miss that not caring to know    
what tomorrow brings, because at the end    
broke, but throw a couple cheers around the bar    
cause we are all in this together.    
     
The good life    
takes a patience that a lesser man      
doesn't know. I am faking it.    
Not less, but fuck if all this humble    
ain't bone dried, and lying.
Written by lightbaron
Published | Edited 24th Aug 2013
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