.A sugar scented sinful message
That everyone saw through
Now subterfuge and Manhattan blues
Seem to dictate my mood
I've counted blessings while confessing
I've some to spare
Beg or borrow, swallow sorrow
I have come prepared
It's a right of passag.
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