two faces
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Oh it's you.
Hello again! I know, it's been so long, it's so nice to see you!
What do you think? I've barely been holding myself together.
Are you kidding, I've never been better! How's the wife?
Should you open that beloved book of words,
Should you choose to see what lies within,
Should you find, by chance, a certain word,
Janus, it would be;
You would find not the god, but a picture of me.
The truth is that I am a worthless piece of shit that is never going to amount to anything.
In the streets of L.A.
I walk the parts full of shade.
Even when the sun is up high
there are people left to die.
But people are blinded by the glamour
when they relate LA to Hollywood.
