Don’t let me go away, for every minute that I stay away I shall be keen to keep it that way.
Keep me tight if you want to see me on the eighth night.
If I do not want your life I would never look back as you cry,
I would sway along with the gravy train by my side.
My pound of flesh I shall have,
Only to quench my thirst for the unknown.
hmm...what should i classify your style as? A tad bit on the darker-side eh? sure u like that.
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