I survey the mess and wonder who it is who is to blame,

Deceit speaks so loud that truth just sounds so lame,

Crisis and drama; moth attracted by the flame,

Emotions so strong there’s no restraint or choice to tame,

Feeling so sad and desolate and revengeful too,

But what really is the point? “Doc, you seem to have dodged all the shame on you”

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summerSHINES©

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