i have nothing to say
not been out all day
just stay and play
stalling for time
on my ryhme resume
i talk to myself
no choice but to obey
duly documented discourse
aging in a fastidious archive
wakes to footsteps echoing
fate brings a new force
this whole farce
is closing in
please listen to me
you can't go on this way
being seen to stray
someone has to pay
free-falling for you
face-first in cold clay
are you talking to me?
so we must obey
silently she slumbers on
innocently unaware of what's ahead
all dead don't escape
progress always rumbles on
the richest con
can't stop now
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