no shriveled leaves on this magnificent tree

gave in to the pang
it's a love hate thing
the powerful addiction
that brings hand to mouth
at a frenetic pace
always on a journey
occasionally off-course
if I were outside myself
would I say this man's a fool
or would I think
he was totally cool
in his obvious disregard
in his rebel yell
that cries more, more, more
he plays russian roulette
yet knows someone else
holds the cards
too predictable to say
I'll turn over a new leaf
on new year's day
let the old one shrivel and die
plant a tree instead
watch it grow
into something that's too magnificent
to ever get cut down

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