Drew Schoenfeld

October 6th 1999
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Living Wrong

It now seems
There are consequences
To living wrong
Only one choice
Enough to make
The difference
Enough to wake
The cosmos
For a midnight
on your dreams
It seems to me
An Imperceptible feeling
There are signs
Beaming red
Engage the breaks
Don’t drive ahead
Bloodshed like
Invisible ink
Covers this mile
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