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Im the fiend.
Among the thoughts inside my head
You tiptoe through and head to bed.
Oh, the dread.
It eats away all night and day.
No keeping it at bay for i have no say.
I never really did. Lead to believe i had a foot in the door but what more, what a bore. The things in store. A blink and a breath later and its in my mouth.
Bitter words and acid truth. The lies taste as sweet as they smell fresh from my oven.
Aroma carried far in the breeze. Pollinating your thoughts and breeding my children.
I live on through them. And yet they are false.
And so the question remains.
Am i still here?
Nature nurture love and hurt death and life and kids.
I never really cared for them. But they seem to always like me well enough.
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