Hate to admit that
I am off the plot already
I really kind of thought
for once I could hold steady
but it's so hard to
concentrate
a taste like
concentrated hate
oh well
on the left shoulder
is the harpy of the
necessary
but when the numbers
still won't work
for true the thing
gets scary
and the hope ghost
on the right
sings in my face
so late at night
oh hell
and I don't even
know the plot
so if you think
I've got a shot
do tell
what
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