Doc. Smooth - The question

As I sit here with my soul all twisted.
She won't even answer the simplest question.
In the silence I fear I hear the answer.
Spineless coward, can't even face me with a letter.
Why do you find me such an unworthy contender?
Oh no, not another question that will never be answered.

Doc. Smooth

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