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By Wil C. Fry, Dec. 2, 1999, 04:40

Copyright © 1999 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.


Veinous overlapping, carrying life and breath to the end
Warmth radiating, wrapping, enveloping
Simmering, waiting to jump at the chance
To ruin myself Again
I don’t have to have a reason to make a mess
And I don’t like to clean it up
But I’m addicted to wallowing in self-pity
So I habitually make mistakes that will bring more problems my way
That way, I won’t be cursed with a boring, normal life
With nothing of which to complain
So stay away, if you don’t enjoy a good screwing-up
Because I haven’t yet perfected the art,
And sometimes other people
Get a little messed up
Along the way



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