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Come clean my child, come clean.

As the night shades draw in,
She crawls on the cold floor,
Creeping in.

Into your hearts, into your fears,
Into your most guilty memories,
And making her way near.

For why you know,
You've been there before,
No way out and nowhere to go.

So, you think the moment shall pass,
Without anyone's notice,
You shall come clean.

But, oh no no,
She has seen your every move,
And she knows the true nature of your heart too.

So, when you think you know fear,
Know again,
Because she rises only to let you all know that you're not alone.

She's with you,
Every step, every way,
Every minute.

She'll be with you,
Till you don't come out clean,
To a priest, to a loved one or to the one committed.

She'll stay as long as you need it to take,
For she knows that you're not really living,
You're just hanging by a thread, waiting to be forgiven.

And forgiveness shall come my dear,
Don't you worry.
When you come clean of all your misery.

So, once again, remember that she is near,
Your guilty conscience,
Waiting to disappear.

;)
Mama