ugh :: prev :: next :: This wicked pen, this wicked mind I squeak what I feel knowing the fallout If it's there it needs attention it needs to be fixed we can make it all right Swallow this, go see that repair will come then life will go on By design there's damage no flaws nothing wrong There's freedom in not knowing in wondering in waiting All this time has taught no change there no change here So much to say, so much, so much rejection waits only more grief Verse upon verse discarded now fearing the effect knowing the response But in the end who is it for only an outlet or a forum Having received so much reaction hostility, bitterness loneliness, mercy I find unmerited favour falling down from the sky It helps with the combat engaged in so the goodness is winning Still the battle rages on but the outcome seems hopeful © 1998 (10 june) john r. chase
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