Throwing Darts In the Dark

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by: Jonny Mac
uploaded: 02/15/2020
notes:
 I knew a guy named Guy
He got high on his own supply
He owned a bar
Off an old back road
It was supposed to be a sports bar
A place to watch hockey games
But he never could find the remote control
When people came
There were a few skeletons 
Sitting on barstools
Weeds were growing 
Out of an old swimming pool
I remember good times, back in the day
But it had crumbled into this
Guy was running out of money
He was losing his business

There would be no tears
Eyes were dry
If not cracked, faces bloated
The scene would make you sigh
First there was a smell
Then there were the roaches
Guy wouldnt motivate
With 100 Bar Rescue coaches 
In the cluttered office
There was a pile of unopened mail
Bill collectors were calling 
To no avail
Well, Guy lost his bite
But he still had his bark
He shot out the lights and spent the last night 
Throwing darts in the dark

Dont let the good times
Squeeze out your spark
It can lead you into sorrows
Like throwing darts in the dark 
  
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