May 16, 2011 by Employee of the Fukin Month
Fear led to deceit.
You tried your best, in fact I’d say you past the test.
In the end all you have is you, in the end all you can do is be – you.
Tremors may come, tremors will go and it’s through them that your true colors will show.
I’m curious though, if the tables were turned which way would you go?
After all it’s like “they” say “no need to travel up river in a sinking canoe”.
But paddle I will, it’s what I do…
Because in the end – I still have you!
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