Don’t talk to me, whisper to my ear
For it is the only part of my being willing to hear.
Pierce me with your toxic spear,
Paralyze me by way of your poison with fear.
Infiltrate my mind, adjust my gear... now nothing is clear
I don’t recognize myself, only you in the mirror
You made me, I'm your creation… I adhere
I’m stagnate without your lifeless dexterity to steer.
I do not care how severe or beautiful it may appear
You’re the artist, I'm the canvas, and my heart is yours to smear
Never leave me alone
My malevolent pioneer.
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