Abject
Abject
It rolls out of my mouth
And for once – I mean it:
There’s a table of saviors
Waiting for you; here…for…you.
The last three words, deliberate
A perfunctory and perilous plea
But you’re abject
And skeptical
So you refuse to believe me
And I’ve lied yet again.
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