Holes in the Yard

I’ve never been one to hide

I will yell louder for my wrongs than I do for my rights

Convoluted logic…if I keep telling myself I am justified in my actions then I will convince myself to be

I know where all the bodies are buried because I’m the one that buried them

Sins done in the daylight….night is for sleeping after all

Judge me should you dare

You bleed if cut just like me

Put one foot in front of the other to walk

And breathe in the same air

Plenty of bones buried

If you dig them up you take the chance of exposing yourself as well

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