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Excuse Me, Sir


Sir, excuse me please
I have a date with death
I must run to meet it
And breathe my final breath

Brutally, reality 
has wrenched me from my dreams
With frightening finality
Life is ripping at the seams

So please, sir, let me through,
I have nowhere to be
Just standing here, I'm quite insane
And I'll be late, you see

It seems that everybody here
Has purpose and intent
But you and I just live or die
Not knowing what it meant

You truly do confuse me, sir
Your understanding eyes
But if you really understood
The truth behind the lies
You'd let me go
Set me free
To leave my misery.

Email: littllucy@collegeclub.com