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| title | week | date |
|---|---|---|
| Paranoia | 10 | 2024-03-09 |
afraid of the winter,
its perpetual cold and dark
the fear pricks like a splinter,
my difference is stark
scared of this season,
its relentless beating chill
in my mind it will squeeze in,
forced to die on dismal hill
panicked, time is ticking,
days more sad and short than ever
amongst realities I am picking,
escape this one, my endeavour
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An action taken, only thought on brief
With arrogance as if a foolish chief
Who sees the world as being but his fief
How could this lead to anything but grief
Now what, It's done and cant be unwritten
This fallout's not something I can handle
I could run, find somewhere to stay hidden
Till none care to remember this scandal
But how could they just forget and move on
Knowing no retribution has been dealt
To satisfy the warrant of their rage
They'll surely come for me until it's wrought
So It's clear, must stay out of sight
To avoid what's coming
No matter how much it's deserved
No matter what it takes