The Post

Was it worth it,

(And did I motherfucking deserve it)

To throw away the key

Or unlock all of the doors

That held the secrets I held closest to me?

And did they even care, with back drops and cold stares

Passing shadows underneath a fatal snare

(In which I was) underprepared

Still strapped, salty and staying weird

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