Alas Farewell To You, Good Night

Unassured but rest assured
Awkward how the simple things become
Considering all the things we've done

Was there ever any sense in running
You never really were that cunning

Nor do you have the demeanour of a delinquent
Even if you were a pleasurable trinket
Physical attraction was hard to bare
Knowing how much you really care

Taint, pleasures by feather and bow
You could have been my greatest hoe
But I know my place and I have been deceived
So now it is my time and I must leave

Forgiveness wouldn't feel that right
There is no reason to leave on the light
So alas farewell to you, good night

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