17.3.11

I sit there silently shouting at the top of my lungs.

For the answers, the cheat sheet or at least the key

Being me in a sea full of sharks with flaws only a trained eye can see

Implementing the system and trying to run things

But making a fool out of progressive movement

I deny the slithering lies to slip inside as my hands are tied and eyes are blind

Sitting and waiting on the dusk to turn to day

Vampire and vampire ways turn to dust
 
 

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