Have you ever seen through,
Frosted layers of emotions,
No matter what he threw,
Couldn't dent any notions
Let his violent steak get silent,
Fast approaching state of senile,
He was never this violent
Letting go of your hand,
He stood lonely, under the arc,
Unsure of where he's going to land
Did he fall through the crack?
Did he stop or commit the crime?
Or did he finally switch his track
He's in there, scared to lose his way,
Don't let him commit the sin,
Just remember, you have the final say
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