Down under the stairs,
beneath the seeds.
Drowning in darkness,
with this broken disease.
Rearranging arrangements,
with much time to delay.
Most feelings are missing,
after being betrayed.
Betrayed for a game
a game played so lame
a game played erratically
a game played so badly
So very badly
So very fucking badly!
And when it starts to turn
it burns so damned badly!
Then I start to feel so mad
Feeling like I've just been had.
and realize that it's
really just plain sad
to feel so goddamned mad.
--Father Rahl
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