6.15.2004

Days gone by
And you’ve dissipated
I’m starting to think you might be dead,
No sign of life from where I left you last,
Is the tumor in your head erupting,
Finally karma catching up,
Twist with a nail in your side,
One situation you can’t hide from,
All your secrets spill,
I know what you’ve been keeping,
Try to cover your tracks,
But in the end they always find out,
Have you been honest all this time,
Are you worth the worry?
Persuade me,
Show me you’re worth this wondering,
And live up to your mystery?

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