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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #2176781
include: laughter, tipsy, relative, count, down, resolutions, broken, daylight

Most of my firm resolutions never come to pass.
You see, when I seem strong, I’m fragile as a crystal glass.

Or if they’re promptly broken, then I say, “That doesn’t count!”
And charge it to my overdrawn emotional expense account.

By crisp daylight, I find my life quite flippin’ serious,
But after darkness falls, I turn the World Dial to ‘Delirious’.

Tipsy with the roller coaster view from starry sky above,
I flutter down to find the ground fits me just like a baseball glove.

I’ve heard that all is relative. Well, let me clearly proclaim this …
Laughter makes it bearable, Nietzsche’s gazing-back abyss.

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