Let's get right to the point at hand and dispense with these formalities. I'll lay the facts out on the table, unadulterated, for all to see. Deep down inside unvalidated. On the surface I'm cleansed and justified. Take in account all the plotting, planning and scheming. How best laid plans can often go awry when misled. Been bled and left for dead.
Now I've tried to make it seem inconsequential, and hide in shadow from the sun. Blind to all it's resonant potential until the final chapter was left undone. You were pried away for a task so monumental, just what I'll never know, because you won't come back and finish what you started. Now the inspiration inside you has turned cold.
So sorry, back to the point at hand, my commissioned manifesto. Take in account the way and rhyme and reason and rest assured that you gave your best, although the evidence would prove contrary. It points out flaws and shortcomings and the various chinks inside our armor, the falling short that keeps us humans being misled. Been bled and left for dead.
Still I try to make it seem inconsequential as I hide in shadow from the Son. Blind to all it's resonant potential until the final chapter was left undone. You were pried away far a task so monumental, just what I'll never know because you won't come back and finish what you started, and now the motivation inside me has grown old.
So what part of the pleasure in the process was the pain? Participating or parading? Ponder which of these pertains to past perversions or particular political beliefs. So proudly preying on the praying? Absolution through deceit? I guess that now I'm forced to wear these facts upon my sleeve.
ASCAP/ A Little To No Talent
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