Wayside Grievances

Circumstances beyond the red parameter

Individualism cuts circulation and haters

Idiocy threw the first punch, hit ignorance

Coffee would’ve fixed this senseless dance

Poisonous loathing, and crass tongue sorry

What a waste of a perfectly good apology.

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