Confessions

I’m threading a fine l|ne

Circumventing a tight rope

Watching for the right time

I feel your hands on my throat

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Get a grip, feel it twist

The vice only grows stronger

Feel it slip, I’ll admit

I won’t last much longer

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Dancing between sanity’s lie

Expectations of clarity?

I’m a fool, I know why

Honesty is rarity

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The back and forth toying

An argument I won’t win

I settle for destroying

The old man within

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Far be it from me

To forget mistakes of mine

Drown in the open sea

I’m walking a fine l|ne