I was right at the altar of life
But left in a hurry in flight
I went forward contemplating my choices
Backwards when I heard raucous noises
Good is bad and bad is good
Eat my heart out
That was rude
Crude to me now is cheaper gas
Is this too much to ask?
I now am azimuth and distance
To put behind me
What the future will bring
love might be lust
Trust but a lie
To live this way
Is the next white lie
For instance
If I may
I love you
But not today.
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