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Jul 2020
I try to escape
From you there's no place to hide
Following me from the inside

I rub my eyes twice
Your walkin' through walls like a ghost
How do I let you go

Along comes silence
And the prison that that brings
Time to think of things

Got to get on home
Falling down the well beaten path
Fallout aftermath

Catch me I beg you
Don't just stand there and wait
In cadence of gait......

  do something

Sinner and saint
Struggles writhing in my head
Are you really dead?
copyright 2020
Michael
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Michael
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