sometimes
you get me.
you get me like nobody else.
ferreting out secrets and impulses
i've hidden even from myself.
you'll dig up a skeleton one of these days
something i buried lifetimes ago
before i'd learned
just how long the dead go on living.
but how long will it take you
to recognize those bones
as your own?
will tomorrow be our last day of lies
or our first day of truth?
life or death: you decide.
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