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Lightbulb. by mike bullock Like a dodgy lightbulb I'm flickering on and off Waiting for the filament To give it's final cough One day I am full of light And everything is fine Then the darkness reappears I walk a narrow line. Perhaps it's my decision To choose a preference Between the two contrasting sides If I had any sense I'd settle for the peace and joy That comes from knowing God Or dark, depressing loneliness I must give Him the nod. |
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