Old Habit's (Will Often Grow Like Unforgettable Weeds)A Poem by B-poetIn the wake of Reflexes catering to vices Of a rare nature
It's an urge That's hard to shake After being Governed by destiny's sake Of instant gratification
Vanity Will forever feed off Every anonymous consumer's Rationally written creed's Only need to see that Old Habit's (Will Often Grow Like Unforgettable Weeds)
© 2014 B-poetAuthor's Note
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