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Dec 2012
It seems that life refuses me
I'm followed by my past
I run but still my eyes can see
The shadows that I've cast

Traces of the man I was
Gets closer everyday
I no longer do the things he does
But still he makes me pay

No one knows who I've become
They see the same reflection
Because the things I've done to some
I'm mired in rejection

The price I pay is way too high
It does not fit the crime
But all my good has passed me by
I still must do the time

What comes around goes around
How true can these words be?
Though the things I've done are in the past
They're catching up with me
Written by
Whiskurz
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