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I'm really not sure what to do,
I want to break up with you.
What once was hypnotic
Now seems quite despotic:
Emotions I want overruled.
***
It's funny how soon it has turned
From something desperately yearned
To a taste very sour
More dark by the hour:
A desire that needs to be spurned.
***
The excitement that I used to feel
On the cusp of fanatical zeal
Is starting to wane
And earn my disdain
My light it's starting to steal.
***
I think about regaining space
Retreating to my carapace
Irrepairably torn
By derision and scorn;
I need to discover my place.
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