by J.J. Campbell
chase your demons
like you chase your
dreams
these listless moments
we share with each
other
fading hope on an
endless highway
these old tunes bleed
together the longer
we breathe in the
exhaust fumes of
hate
the broken hands
of the lied to
found out a little too
late that the american
dream was a first come
first served proposition
hesitation is one costly
mistake
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