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Im sorry dad.
I'm a fuck
I'm a liar
But you brought me up
So you fucked up

Kill the centuries
Forget how that time moves
Slide in the future
With a little attitude
Turn up the sound
Forget. Forget.

When it all goes down stairs
We will all know.

Cry slowly, so you can still breathe
Then let it go.
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:iconjohnny-dangerously:
Awesome! I like to repitition in the last line of the second stanza.

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Who is the form, following the function of what, and what I am is a man in a mask.

I can see that.

Im not questioning your powers of observation, im merely remarking on the paradox of asking a masked man, who he is.

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