And so, I compartmentalize
To justify my wrongs –
I honey what would scandalize
With sweet, but piquant, songs –
The empty mill that is my mind
Looks lively and afire –
But I know that there’s nothing there
And that I am
A liar
And so, I compartmentalize
To justify my wrongs –
I honey what would scandalize
With sweet, but piquant, songs –
The empty mill that is my mind
Looks lively and afire –
But I know that there’s nothing there
And that I am
A liar
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