by Taj R Coleman
Friday, August 30, 2002
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Whiskey Whined and willed to whisper wants of dreams forgotten.
You repress your fearful and angry form.In times you have forgotten.
From never ever knowing.You make the cause of knowledge the knowledge to the cause.
An in your form you finally find the reason your so torn.
To scrag the rules and regulations that keeps the chaste and weak.
An in this booze laden lambaste you finally find your retreat.