why? by Daryl Feinunfounded shades of sour
permeate your every notion
depression the pillar on which you rest
without thought of another person
I did not provoke this nonsense
I will not play your little game
I will be waiting patiently as always
until you'r done pointing shallow blame
as I am not the one who's changed.
04/16/2004
Author's Note: sometimes I am speechless, In a bad way.
Posted on 04/16/2004 Copyright © 2024 Daryl Fein
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