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This man walking by with no faith
Knowing that he is the personification of disgrace
Time passes while he’s passing by
But he won’t ever pass away
He is too scared of own death
It haunts him everyday
The thoughts of it won’t leave him sane
So his stuck, walking a mental tightrope
but still at edge of his life
fear being the only drive
He only thinks of escape
whether it be easier to be jail or just be dead
I’m sorry, I’m a failure. So please let me leave
Because there only one person who fits this description
and it’s me
Knowing that he is the personification of disgrace
Time passes while he’s passing by
But he won’t ever pass away
He is too scared of own death
It haunts him everyday
The thoughts of it won’t leave him sane
So his stuck, walking a mental tightrope
but still at edge of his life
fear being the only drive
He only thinks of escape
whether it be easier to be jail or just be dead
I’m sorry, I’m a failure. So please let me leave
Because there only one person who fits this description
and it’s me
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failure is the perfect word