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Undercover, Spy-like Wondering if I'm your type Take a quick guess to Figure out this mess; You simply cant- My words are overdressed. You can never tell. Features adorning a mask of pure insincerity- Alas! What I am or what I may be The lies are always some kind of me. You don't know me, Nobody does For I've never known How to blindly trust Leaving it behind Every ******* time The past continues to turn to dust A path of ashes trailing behind me Lingering at my frozen feet I am suspicious mystery- Incognito history.
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Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 1:00 AM UTC
Incognito
Undercover, Spy-like Wondering if I'm your type Take a quick guess to Figure out this mess; You simply cant- My words are overdressed. You can never tell. Features adorning a mask of pure insincerity- Alas! What I am or what I may be The lies are always some kind of me. You don't know me, Nobody does For I've never known How to blindly trust Leaving it behind Every ******* time The past continues to turn to dust A path of ashes trailing behind me Lingering at my frozen feet I am suspicious mystery- Incognito history.
You'll only ever know The things I choose to expose.
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Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 1:00 AM UTC
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