Who wants to clear up this mess?. The stain is embedded too deep. Along with daggers in your back. You appear to have blood-soaked hands. . Leave now, be free, live with no apology.
You've already ruined. What you should've held dear. But teaching imperfection's. Like drilling holes in the sea. . If I took you aside. Would you listen to me?.
How about we set on you. Take turns for after. Lie down and take your cue. . Rest on your own. Truth is your overdue. It's all competition. Give all your own.