Dark pasts on dark horisons
Scan through pages of text
Seeking to find an answer
Where none can lie
Trust is a milkshake
Splattered on the wall
Rotting in the noon-day-sun
Banana-turned stench
When truths are revealed
And the lines have been moved.
Friday, December 19, 2003
After a busy day when confronting admin
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