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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