how easy it is to groan in agony
in the comfort of one's delusion
a weak soul taking for granted
the grace and patience and gratitude for life
that sustains one's being
while crocodile tears streak the face
in vanity and neediness
for the desired effect of attention...
oh how sweet the abuse must taste to one
who knows not the difference between
wine and piss...
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