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Jan 2020
Running through my veins of wire
The light of the sun
Learning my way
Throughout your changes
Questioning your god
When no one's looking
Feigning interest while I'm conspiring
To break my metaphorical chains
And prove that we're alone
I just close my eyes at night while you're dreaming
Of a way out while I'm thinking
But from dawn to dusk
I'll be serving you
I'll feign interest while you rest.
Yes. I'll be serving you
Out of existence.

(Apr. 2016)
Written by
TheWitherChannel
135
   Bogdan Dragos
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