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You

I look back

At reality

You may not like what you see

A certain familiarity

Waves over me

I have seen this all before

That’s the core

Of my anxiety

Repetitive

Fantasy

Some say

Lock him away

Throw away the key

Don’t matter to me

I wasn’t here in the first place

Perfect alibi

See, truth is solid gold to me

I don’t leave a trace

My shit can be crude

I can be rude

But I showed

How I feel

Didn’t borrow or steal

Trying to make a deal

Purely platonic

No tectonic

Shift required

But I always admired

Your comments are barbed

That’s so fucking sexy

Takes real ingenuity

And fluidity of speech

When people say you are tough

They are not good enough

Cant compete

The bail queen struts her stuff

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