Debts Don’t Die, They Get Collected

“Run if you want… debts don’t run.”

You thought the years could buy you grace, But the past still knows your face. Every promise you betrayed, Is a shadow that never fades.

Debts don’t die, they get collected, By the hands you least expected. No prayer, no coin can shield your soul, When the Reaper comes to take his toll.

I kept your name in the blackest book, Every corner, every hook. And when you sleep, you’ll hear my stride, The debt you owe, I’ll never hide.

Debts don’t die, they get collected, Blood is due, and it’s respected. The road is long, but justice rides, And every sin is itemized.

Ink can fade but lead survives, Every lie a man contrives. Run from fate, it still detects… Debts don’t die, they call for checks.

Debts don’t die, they get collected, Every scar, every soul connected. No grave too deep, no time protects, Debts don’t die… they get collected.

“Run if you want… debts don’t run.”

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