Drained stains fill the floor
and all the desire faints.
Bitter sips pour from lips
and happiness taints.
Unsecured and inferred
mayo spread too thin.
Flop down, drop down
into pits of chagrin.
Hold tight to little light
on crumbled knees to bust.
Father sates and abates
the darkness when there's trust.
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