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Feb 2022
A chain is as strong as its weakest link
My train of thought breaks whenever I think
That instead of I and me, it's us and we
I think for myself, so I can only control me

Power is a complicated riddle
We should try to meet in the middle
You run from my shouts, I dodge your mouth foam
I saw it was going nowhere, so I went home

I closed the door behind me and tried to forget
Shut my blinds so no one could see, and began to regret
I closed my eyes and made a decree
Not to control you, yet it's not you but me

People have auras as they have ears
I want to control them, but I'm full of fears
Doubt clouds my mind, I lose control
As darkness envelops and swallows me whole

To learn to walk, you must first learn to crawl
The higher you fly, the harder you fall
I should stop before I hit a brick wall
I can't control; it's not I but all
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