there is just something about him.
he walks down the aisle with an evil eye.
Inside, he shuts down the fright,
he might
be mad, but moreover sorrowed and sad.
he pretends he's doing alright.
one step, two step, on tip toes, I walk,
crawling behind his footprints on crunching snow.
I'd spread the word but that'd rather be useless talk.
I'd show off some truth but won't put up a show.
gift of desperation
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