Called after a clever attempt at a pleasantry,
As all remorse goes dry as quick as your tongue
For all that I know
Has weighted your invoice.
Gone fishing so many times
Clever weight becomes the trust to sunder your reprise.
Your piece of mind is out there,
It won't be back again
Your mind fails at recognizing.
I try something to find out nothing.
Can you go away?
Gone in 60 seconds, oh I'd hope.
The end
I'll turn the lights off, come in to be with you.
Through all this stress there's a sigh of relief,
And I won't say experience kept me down on my own.
Such a noble crown,
Can you go away?
Thoughts play through my mind seem very plain

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