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This is a song, not a poem.

Can this wait till the morning?
I learnt not run and began contorting.

All boxed in with twisted limbs
We try not to feel trapped.
I saw myself in you when you were a stranger.
On you the dread verdict falls
On you our dread verdict falls.

We live cliffhangers day-by-day
So we never run out of things to say.
Thats just the way things go round here.

Its a shame fortune favours the brave,
thats just my luck and yours.
You take my place in the showdown, I observe with a pitiful eye. I'll humbly ask you forgiveness, a request well beyond you and I.