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They start talking –

there’s a darkness, i see it,

i know who you are, you don’t see,

i understand your deepest thoughts –

Stop short, halt, brakes screech.

If I let you in, you can’t escape

with your swarmy smile. Arrogance

personified, I feel no sympathy –

in fact, I don’t feel anything anymore –

You see nothing but what I let you see,

and I guess it was convincing enough

that you believed.


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