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She dwells just below the surface
in retreat, beneath my skin
Extorting the smile on my face
smug since the day I let her in
Waiting for the perfect moment
to unleash her master plan
To save me from the inside
never to play the fool again
Passive aggression is her weapon
Slaying sarcasm is her gun
When I need, she quickly steps in
never one to be outdone
Like a lion on the hunt
she'll track you down and make you pay
Until you've been properly adjusted
hanging your carcass on display
She's in it too, she takes no prisoners
it's all or nothing, win or lose
Chant your prayers out to Saint Christopher
make no mistake, you'll pay your dues
We're tethered now, she's like a tattoo
she's altered me, both heart and soul
I was incomplete, but never knew it
until I let her take control
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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