I'm absorbing all your words of self-rightcheousness, and starting to choke on them like
second hand smoke.
I'm letting your negative energy sink in, while starting to drown in all of your lies.
All you ever wanted was a reaction.
A seamstress could never mend all the friendships you've torn, nor use a patch to cover
what you'd like to hide.
Build a reputation with blocks of humiliation.
Let us bow our heads and ask for your blessing.
Cock your head back and laugh as you've ruined anothers day. Grin across the table
happily satisfied. Take a look at the ash tray, because that's all you'll ever be. An endless
cup of coffee is your only weapon.
[ September 23, 2004, 12:32 AM: Message edited by: -to mandate heaven- ]
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