Younger Days Poem by Aram Stefanian
Younger Days
Wish I could get my younger days back
Could see my parents & close friends alive
In this cruel reality a lotta good things lack
Is afterlife the ocean where you can boldly dive?
All you gotta do thru the night is just fake it and rack
While working in the daytime you think about taking five
Do you wanna quit behaving like Joe Six-pack?
Pretend to be the last boyscout, get into your car & drive!
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