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May 2015
Well, there's goes another bottle down the drain
No, this is not alcohol, folks
This time its shampoo
Last time the body wash
That was a father's day gift from child
If I had a penny for all the ignorant times things have been destroyed
I'd be freaking rich
Money is being wasted
Time is being wasted
Love is being wasted
When a toxic mix is brewed
There's no need for belligerence
No need for something that cannot manifest itself into a gentle being
With that being said,
Today is the day to close the book
And let it burn
Or on a kinder note,
Hand it over for someone else's pleasure
With chapters having been read over and over
And the big picture finally clear as day
This story does not have a happy ending
And no longer serves a purpose in this house
Plot being...
It is the children that will judge the book by its cover.
Zigmaz F
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Zigmaz F
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