Pulling No Punches

You come for me again

My friend

And events will turn apace

Your head will spin

As that shit eating grin

Is wiped right off your face

Music To My Ears

So I’ve heard you’re starting to feel

Like you’re reaping what you have sown

Well all I can say is poor, poor you

I hope your pain has overflown

As I, for one, cannot express

Just how happy I am to know

That perhaps now you’re beginning to comprehend

What it feels like to be alone

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