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~*~

Seeping in my very soul,
lies the master of control.
I do your bidding,
without thought.
If betrayed,
I would be caught.

~*~

Taunting me my every move,
Allowed only things that you approve.
Alas to lose you, I would be doomed.
Dark insanity will resume.

~*~

So for now, I'll call you friend.
Beckon you welcome,
Do come in.
Now you may think that I am blind,
Not so my dears,
It is my Mind.

~*~

Written by "Twilight"
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