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The following is for public record
for posterity and history
Let them know you were here
etch your names on these walls
Die in the name of revolution,
Industrial, or Agricultural,
Political or, Sexual,
Just find a cause
Don't decline this invitation
to your private doom,
It is a limited-time offer,
For all sales must end
What utter madness is this?
Why are you running away from this?
On what list is your name on?
Who did you meet?
What did you talk about?
Was it about me?
Am I sounding too paranoid?
A little insane
Ignore the glint in my eye,
I take no pleasure in this
All I say is accept this love
After all,
whose love isn't a little tainted?
Whose name, a little tarnished?
Spill out your silences now,
I have shown enough love
Others here are much worse,
Brotherhood and fealty mean nothing here
I am here as your friend,
Their methods are worse than mine
Tumhe lagta hai, we joke here?
This is your personal hell—where you will die.
Unless, of course, you tell me all that you know.
But let me tell you
We know everything about you,
Your name is on every guest list
Nothing about you is suspicious, per se
which makes us suspicious ever more so
You are free to go,
For now, but you don't worry
We always keep watch
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