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Submitted:Nov 14, 2011    Reads: 22    Comments: 7    Likes: 2   


You are a harsh master

You are cruel and unkind

You are worse than any disease

You are the plague of my mind

You start off small

Working on our insecurities

Before we even know it

We have become your thrall

You whisper cruelly in our ears

That we are all alone

You feed lies into our heads

You pray off our deepest fears

You make it so we cannot breath

Tears of blood sting our eyes

Soon we turn to a suicidal embrace

We can be saved if only we believe

One you have crept into our hearts

We will forever duel with you

It's sad I know but we will win

But shall never truly be apart





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