you were always there, behind my back
women
a receiver
a concealer
a deceiver
you did what you did
while i bled among the dead
what follows must be read
this is what you said
Welcome to my world
you lost the toss
and now i am your boss
all that you lost
is the cost
of the frost
unwelcome
and cold
do what you told
follow the gold
for me to enfold
follow the gold
follow the gold
now hollow
back to back
you must swallow
the final attack
drown down
in the shallows
on your back
a weight you lack
it is the fate you create
to wait at the gate
the glass you cannot permeate
please go
please go
please
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