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Whispers of sweet thoughts into my ear from
The poisonous breath of society glazed and
Prepared to attract and attack while i'm
Weakened from the aroma of what could be but
Which never is and i hear it calling an
Overwhelming warmth it subtly dances around
Me can you see it swallow me an imagination
Of idiocy can you see it crush me the cause
Of my disparity it's living all over me all
I need is it to leave or love me it's all i
Need can you hear it calling? i can hear it
I need it but i don't want it i disguise it
And i despise it it's all over me and i need
It.
