Friday, August 05, 2005

To you father

I don't enjoy the manner you've behaved...
lately, you acted extremely rude.

You gave me a gesture, and I did the same.

Now you've become patronizing, condescending, malicious.

For whatever reason... you just fell off the wagon.

On a night like tonight, there's a voice inside of me that beckons.

And the mind listens.

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