No More
No more digital scales or triple beams.No more ruining lives
No more destroying dreams.
No more living by selling ice cream.
No more partying til the moon goes down.
No more infidelity or sleeping around.
No more pain in my life.
No more stress or strife.
No more living in the fast lane.
No more playing the game.
When I'm not slanging any more
How many friends will stay?
How many won't call me no more?
Doesn't matter it will be ok.
I'm done with that life. It's over.
I don't want to play no more.
Copyright ©2009 James H. Jones Jr.
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