The Madness of Youth 

I remember the shame…  Lamenting the bad hand. 

Feeling that need to lie and then the guilt.

And all the fucking time dragging on so painfully slow…

Awareness of the waste of time and lacking the ability to make a plan…

The focus on the party ended when the invitation was withdrawn, finally!

Dennis Mantin 

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