Caught up in some nastiness that just won't pass, I stand here now hated, despised, like an ass. My pride got the best of me, I erred and slipped, I rocked at the gunwales and near swamped the ship, the error and fault of my most recent ways has haunted my dream-state and poisoned my days. With time things get better, at least that's my hope, I dare not to venture back down the foul slope, that got me in trouble not too long ago, where this train is heading I can't say I know. Oh well, more's the pity, I'll just watch and see, what new misadventures are waiting for me, an orphan and miscreant, scholar and fiend, solemn of countenance, hardy of spleen.
© americanifesto / 場黑麥
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